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rosy cheeks cold night gliding on the ice cultivating peace gusts of wind empty trees gratitude is nice laced with snowflakes i look up to the great big sky i give it my thanks i look up to the great big sun i feel the heat on my face grateful to be alive
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Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC
Great Big Sky
rosy cheeks cold night gliding on the ice cultivating peace gusts of wind empty trees gratitude is nice laced with snowflakes i look up to the great big sky i give it my thanks i look up to the great big sun i feel the heat on my face grateful to be alive
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Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC
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