RED SNOW
I looked out of the window
One morning and got
The shock of my life
Snow was falling softly
To the ground but it wasn’t
Just the snow, but its color
It was blood red
I fell back on the couch
Shook my head and wondered
Had there been an explosion
In the atmosphere or was
There red dye mix in the snow
Then it hit me, that there must
Be a battle going on in the
High plains of heaven
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