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Apr 2015
As I lay my head on my pillow

I look outside my bedroom window

I see the slow falling snow

Gently drifting to the ground below

Covering the grass and trees

That once used to be so evergreen

Untouched and pristine

Making all that is different the same

What a beautiful scene it became
Brittany Hope
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Brittany Hope
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   Marisa Lu Makil
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