Winter

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So cold a day

Where the wind blows hard

And the glass,filled with frost

Is translucent

It's difficult to peer through

The hot shaky breath blowing on the city glass

And the freezing hand wiping away the melting frost

The small lumpid space to see the white covered world

Trees and grass that used to be seen from afar

Now undistinguished by the icy flakes and snow that drench them

The alluring yet aloof view stretches over the land

But this winter white wonderland does not last forever

When the rising of a new season comes

And the yellow sun shines bright with its glowing rays

This magical ice world will fade away

But will return when the first sign of snow falls again

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