Winter
Winter's freeze
begins to bite.
Windows rattle
in the night.
The tiny town
obscured from sight.
Every things
turned glaring white.
trees within
the woods are bare.
Frigid winds
whip through the air.
Silent streets
where no one dares
export themselves
to anywhere.
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