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Frost speckled, somber & silent bare trees stand apart. Brittle grass stiff with frozen dew fragile underfoot. Black fingered branches scratch the wind grasping not a breeze. This dismal grid holds promises of delicious fruit.
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Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 11:49 PM UTC
An Orchard in Winter
Frost speckled, somber & silent bare trees stand apart. Brittle grass stiff with frozen dew fragile underfoot. Black fingered branches scratch the wind grasping not a breeze. This dismal grid holds promises of delicious fruit.
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Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 11:49 PM UTC
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