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woods filled with snow
woods filled with snow
I walked through woods
as they filled with snow
a winters walk to fill my lungs
with cold december chill
I came to a small rise
one that I did not know
where did this hill come from
how was I unaware
I looked for familiar sightings
but found none
nothing seemed identifiable
I walked to the edge of the hill
and p...
Friday 5th March 2021 8:36 pm
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