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Winter

November 19, 2019
By belle2020 SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
belle2020 SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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A howl tastes like frigid air in my lungs after the first 

Snowfall.

A whisper looks like a snowflake fluttering breathlessly

 through the wind.

The swirl of loneliness sounds like a needle dropping onto a sheet of ice,

 just frozen the night before.

A new idea feels like the tummy tickles you get going

 down a sledding hill.

A star sounds like a white melody prancing about the 

Christmas tree.

White moves in a delicate and delightful manner curing the dark of 

its depression.



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