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Jan 2018
..Inside the quiet
of early morning snow,
one can sense a serene quiet.

Cars sit motionless,
covered with coat of crystallize beauty.
An occasional dog barks
leaving foot prints molded on street.
Clanking heat rises
whispering with musical warmth.

A grand time to roll over
and go back to sleep.
Putting plans to shovel
on hold with a peaceful smile..
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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