Watch as the snow settles over the landscape,
And watch as the silver slays plow through the blankets of
Sweet snow, and frozen ice. The people walking through the
Flakes, completely unappreciative, and branding my snow as
Cold and unattractive. I stroll through the layers of snow,
Beautiful, solid, and completely surrounded by magic.
The snow settles over everything, completely changing
The city. The snow speaks to me, and only me.
Giving me a sense of familiarity, and although cold,
This snow is delightfully insightful.
The city changes, and the world changes, and everything
Is magical again.
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