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First Snowfall

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White crystals settle on barren trees
Blanketing the world in a frozen shroud.
Fall is past, Death's favorite season.
The fallen leaves become part of the ground.
Everything seems new when covered in white.
Winter is here, early in coming.
No more blue skies,
No shining sun.
The cold has settled
Embracing me in its hostility.
Comforting arms made of frost,
Possessing what warmth could never give.



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