Fantasy Place

December 17, 2007
The trees are bare
Snow covers the ground
Like an untouched blanket
Perfectly laid out

Quiet gently strolls in the snow
There are no clouds in the sky
Everything is still,
A perfect day in the cold.

Mountains to the left
A frozen pond on the right
Winter at its warmest
Throughout the night

Here nothing happens
Only thoughts of happiness and peace are enter
Other thoughts may ruin the balance
Of the fantasy

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