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Snow Day

See the warm, milky liquid move to and fro in a hot cup
The sweet aroma travels to your nostrils
As you lift it to your tired lips
You sip and the sweet brown empties into your mouth
It warms your numb fingers
You sigh, content to be once again indoors



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