September 1, 2007
I am quixotic white out, Dyed red, Instead of blending in, I stand out, Amongst a sea of white, I am the winter forests, Out side Hartford, Connecticut, Glistening with white gold snow, Hard to the eye, Soft to the touch, At times quiet with nostalgia, Of summer days gone byeÉ

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