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The lift cables engage, elevating our gondola high above the valley. And as white snowflakes confetti blue skies our honeymoon ski-trip feels surreal. The allure of a ski lodge in the Alps, is, it sounds so cozy and romantic. For if the brisk breezes become too cold, we'll retreat inside and toast marshmallows. Together, we'll watch a scarlet sunset as it sets the snowcapped mountains afire. And kiss under trillions of twinkling stars, like diamonds strewn across ebony. We'll be like angels atop of the world, only love imbues hearts with such feelings. And we'll explore this new-found paradise, with the enthusiasm of newlyweds. (Blank Verse) Oct. 12, 2018
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