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Dec 2018
A whirl blast it starts to come
pushing clouds that part for sun.
Air roar now tickles inhale.
Very strong like winter gale.

Gust makes tunnel in the sky.
Birds fly with wings oh so high.    
Gales speaks to warn one and all.    
Now take cover before fall.    

Crystal children plan their ascend
Clouds open with flecks to send.  

Nobel mountains start to shine.
Landscape white it is divine.
saw word  whirl-blast meaning wind thusly this poem was born
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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