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Wood Walkers

 Wood walkers climb the poles always tempting fate

Wood walkers turn a brave face into a cold wind

Wood walkers reach thru the clouds

Wood walkers reach thru the dirt

Wood walkers lift the helpless

Wood walkers raise the burden

Wood walkers touch the hearts and souls of a nation

Wood walkers come out when the nation calls their name

Wood walkers then silently turn back into the mist

 Tomorrow the snow will clear

Tomorrow the temperature will rise

Tomorrow the hero’s on the pole will fade until their names are called again

Thomas H Palmer - Lineman

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