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Ode to Winter
It’s snowing.
Looking out my window, I can see the fine, sparkling flurries dancing in the glow of the mercury light, high above my big, red barn.
I can see the snow drifting, the wind forcefully-carelessly tossing it about.
A child might imagine that there was an invisible man kicking around outdoors. A child might pretend that the wispy, ethereal clouds blowing up from the earth were caused by his enormous, invisible feet.
If not for my loathing of winter, I would gaze upon the crisp, white landscape and gasp; for the mere sight of such beauty would steal the very breath from my lungs.
But…
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