Written on December 26, 2024
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glistening, gently tumbling washing hearts pure, humbling resounding lights, mumbling glitter alive, flakes fumbling snow glowing bright, as I’m stumbling through the wonderful, grumbling so each flake sails, escapes – bumbling glistening, gently tumbling… on the edge of the winter’s rumbling
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