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The Radiant snow,
lies heaped against sunlit windows.
The Midnight snow,
demure and fragile, knows only tranquility.
The Gray snow,
lines the streets, a creation of toil and mirth
And the Last snow,
falls heavy with wintry melancholy.
- by LunarSpooner |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/06/2009 |
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