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Freezing rain How BEAUTIFUL Things started to SHINE with ice But The  f r e e z i n g  rain kept coming. Trees GLISTENED like glass And then b r o k e like glass. Most animals were safe. Not the pheasants Their eyes  f r o z e  shut. The pheasants. Sat. Helplessly. In the roadside ditches Blindfolded With ice.
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Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 4:05 PM UTC
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Freezing rain How BEAUTIFUL Things started to SHINE with ice But The  f r e e z i n g  rain kept coming. Trees GLISTENED like glass And then b r o k e like glass. Most animals were safe. Not the pheasants Their eyes  f r o z e  shut. The pheasants. Sat. Helplessly. In the roadside ditches Blindfolded With ice.
Adapted from a passage read in school
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13/F/Arkansas
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 4:05 PM UTC
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