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Feb 2010
walking down the boulevard the snow is the ground
watching  people slipping falling all around
neon lights are covered in a sheet of white
no longer flashing beneath the snow so bright.
snow flakes they keeping coming faster than before.
not making any sound as they hit the floor
children building snow men happy as can be
on a snow covered boulevard is the place for me
Written by
william worthless
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