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Written in college long ago and far away
I walked in silence of the hushed morning
To the wooded lot where I played as a child.
The frost imps had been there last night.
Decorating with their cold brush.
It must have embarrassed the trees,
For they covered the handywork with a foggy
shroud.
How futile they were to hide the beauty,
And hope I wouldn't notice...
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