snow...everybody likes snow right? well heres a little poem bout snow that i wrote
White. thats all i see. and endless stretch of blank. an untouched cloud that hugs the ground and brings joy to all. it holds wats left behind but gone without a trace. this happy land of joy and cold is here only once a year
ya. its not all that great. but i thought i'd post it anyways
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