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Snow
It falls from the sky
Beautiful as it lays on the ground
Kind of even
Sound proofs everything
Ice the snow
Sounds of sprinkles on a cake
Its white all around
It only comes during cold weather
Except it seems, like its here everyday
White like the world we live in
Its not a winter wonderland
It makes my soul cold
Frost bite I feel it coming on
I fight agains...
Sunday 18th February 2018 3:13 am
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