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Awaken
Blanket of white top tall pines
with a crown fit for royals,
Brobdingnagian boughs reach in praise
a day in all splendor
Welcome the event unfolding
now before a waiting world
in need of much warmth,
only time stands before it.
Secure and serene,
chimney smoke wafts
from abodes no longer
fearful but hopeful.
Awake! Awake!
our hearts on fire,
can we fathom this splendor
winter brings?
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