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When it snows, the airy white petals falls on the alps and rests. The mountains wear the white cloak with pride, as the gift from the high above and I enjoy the majestic morning view of the creator from my humble abode. Bina Mukherjee
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 6:55 AM UTC
The White furry dress
When it snows, the airy white petals falls on the alps and rests. The mountains wear the white cloak with pride, as the gift from the high above and I enjoy the majestic morning view of the creator from my humble abode. Bina Mukherjee
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 6:55 AM UTC
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