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Feb 2023
Big, dark, clouds are in the sky,
The highways soon won't be clear:
As the thunder shakes the clouds,
Snow on highways will appear.  
  
A snowstorm was predicted,
Would things be at a standstill?
As snow would fall on the roads,
Inches of snow them would fill.

Winds were acting like sandstorms,
Moving snow instead of sand:
Making a picturesque sight,
That is landscaping the land.        

It's not made by a wizard,
Nature has made this blizzard.
Written by
joseph g schelling
115
   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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