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An Orchard in Winter

Frost speckled, somber & silent bare trees stand apart. Brittle grass stiff with frozen dew fragile underfoot. Black fingered branches scratch the wind grasping not a breeze. This dismal grid holds promises of delicious fruit.

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noah-matuszewski

American

Published: Mar 20, 2012
LinesWords: 835

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