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![]() Glistening New fallen snow is What I awaken to on A bright December morning. Pristine And silent in frigid air. An icy blanket Nature’s thrown. Breathtaking, Seen through frosted glass. My young heart soaring with glee! Though Nature has done her winter deed, And she has done it so well, This also means no School for me!
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