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Dec 2012
I dream of the snow I’ve never seen;
Chilled frosty kisses to tickle my face
Dancing in the silken sheets of icy clean
And scooping fingerfuls of frozen paste
Lashes laden with soft powder flakes
Fill the quiet with frolic and play
And sculpt the finest of all snowcakes
In my dreams of a white, white day.
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   ---, ---, Sir B and Nicole
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