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a short reprieve as time would tell but for that moment as winter yielded to rest Ballaarat had turned on a day no more did grey rain slice savagely side-wards shot from Antarctica's ice-fields separating ribs from shivering flesh leaving futile dreams of an early spring this day was good leaves barely rustled occasional gusts stirred caught in silent murmurings as bulbs reached up with impish smile
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 4:52 AM UTC
- a moment's reprieve -
a short reprieve as time would tell but for that moment as winter yielded to rest Ballaarat had turned on a day no more did grey rain slice savagely side-wards shot from Antarctica's ice-fields separating ribs from shivering flesh leaving futile dreams of an early spring this day was good leaves barely rustled occasional gusts stirred caught in silent murmurings as bulbs reached up with impish smile
this old gold-rush town in mid-Victoria, Australia, is built on a windy plateau, and though gracious in its traditional beauty, is known for relentless winds most of the year... a fine day is celebrated!
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 4:52 AM UTC
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