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Jan 2018
A magical moonlight
gazing above the misty snow.
Every snowflake glistens
as it slowly falls below.

Slow, brisk winds
now misty and cold.
All fall colors are now
light silver and not gold.

Under the moon
everything is shiny and bright.
All glowing radiantly
on this cold winter's night.
Crystal Freda
Written by
Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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