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Snowy Winter

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As the crunching goes, as I walk on
Hearing the winds go through the frozen forest
To see the shining snow below
As the sun has no effect, but to be seen
Happiness comes from the sight of this, but pain and ugliness comes when you dwell in it
A present that comes once a year,
but to some it seems a horror that destroys homes and where they walk
To me it’s a place where fun happens
Let it be
Winter





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