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Snow bound Lost in a cover of blown snow. I wait for the warmth of the Sun. Clear a path for people to come. Stop the snow covering my home. I like nature and its fallen snow. But when it gets this deep, no. I had plans to go down the road. To buy groceries and back home. I don't have a Jeep or snowmobile. So getting out of here is a big deal.. The snow is falling at a heavy rate. I will stay here and accept my fate. BY: Kings
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