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Poetry: Snow

by LeFlames

White,
Pure,
Cold,
And light.
Snow falls
D
o
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n
Lightly wrapping Mother Earth
In white, white robes of pure delight.
Children play,
Throwing,
Or
Rolling,
Snow.
Each flake is individuality at its best.
Fluffy,
Soft snow,
Like a duckling's fuzzy,
But cold.
Snow,
A blanket of white,
That transforms our world,
Into an unknown beauty.

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