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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Those city's snowfalls in January come down to earth surprisingly... to induce an ideal stillness,and make with an impressive effect, lovely sceneries to be instilled inside the inquisitive and perceptive mind! Fluffy and swirling snowflakes give glitter and beauty to lifeless and drooping trees sheltering the holly's shrubs, which are fearful of showing entirely their frozen berries; and who isn't happier than a fumbling mockingbird... vanquishing danger and not being heard? Hill tops are swarmed by teens so confident and daring... while sliding downhill on snowboards delirously and whenever they come to a stop: they are shouts and cheers so encouragingly; imagine life without them: neither joy or event will be rembered by us, who cherished the thrill of those days when we laughed a lot! The tallest pine trees,ever to grow, attract birds needing shelter and more... and to hear and see swift blue-jays humming their harmonious and cheerful notes, while fleeing brench to brench, is so inspiring and heart-warming... not ever lamenting winter's pinch, rather celebrating life with gladness! Those city's snowfalls in January are unique,pretty and breatless as we draw ourselves closer to Nature... when tranquillity is there to conquer us; and we lose ourselves into it with ardor... to amend our neligence and feel serenity!
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