Tempest

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The cold, clashing with ice and snow in a fierce battle
As it sweeps throughout the land,
Plunges the chilled earth into a unique transformation.

Our earth, now bundled into a snowy wonderland
For the enjoyment of all,
Is littered to the brim with white snow.

The tempest winds summon forth a special gift,
Which comes and goes per year:
The pure white snow.

Sparkling underneath the enervated rays of the sun,
A soft, gentle blanket stills our planet
As far as the eye can see.

The tempest winds chase away the comforting warmth with ease,
Spiraling our complex abode into a wintry day.
Dark clouds weighed down by frozen pellets assist in the cause,
Aiding in the yearly job of our adept, tempest winds.

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