Winter — a poem
Outside, it is cold and white. The white is clean and refreshing. The cold air is invigorating. The sun, gleaming off the snow, is…
Outside, it is cold and white.
The white is clean and refreshing.
The cold air is invigorating.
The sun, gleaming o…
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