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Jan 2015
I love snow.
I love the soft white downy stuff
      falling.
I love the bright brilliant
innocence under a morning sun.
I love the endless carefree flakes
dancing outside my window.

But the cold,
well...

What if snow wasn’t cold?
What If it didn’t
chill your ankles
and bite your ears?
What if it didn’t
banish green life
for a season?

If snow wasn’t cold,
Would it fall on summer picnics
and fall baseball games?
Would it tickle your nose?
Would it keep you home from school?

If you could go to a world
where snow wasn’t cold,

      would you?
Written by
daft canny clauses
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