Winter

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When i open my eyes, i see white

I brace myself from the
colds might

I like the feeling of the chilly nights

Freezing me from head to toe
the sparkling snow

No more chirping of birds
no geese flying

Just the quiet of the wild
The soft fluttering of snowflakes

The trees covered in white blankets

The world a white snowball
just the way i like...

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