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23h
Pure white whispers fall,
soft embrace on black branches—
Winter's breath lingers.

Enormous oak stands,
silent witness to the peaks,
shadows blend with light.

Between two giants,
snow and silence weave their song,
timeless, cold, serene.
Unfortunately we don't get any on my island, but this is what I imagine.
Happy weekend fellow poets.
Emma
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Emma  F/Malta
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