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Wintertide Touch

Conifer, fruit tree's arms once did flow laden with hued blossom, now gesture to weight of lace ornamental snow. Wintertide touch mystique blithe spirit. Discordant weighty clouds draw down low before night expire in dank vesture. Chimney above winter render blow. Piquant smoke distends languidly slow. Bracing fire in manor of Esture. Winter's breath chills even clannish crow. Wintertide touch mystique blithe spirit. 2/19/2019

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Date: 2/21/2019 11:14:00 PM
There certainly is something so wonderful and magical about wintertime, isn't there! ... This lovely, eloquent write was really a joy to read. Beautifully penned Eve!
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Date: 2/14/2019 9:10:00 AM
Brrrrrrr, such great imagery I am freezing but, I am going to blithely stoke the fire now. Beautifully done.
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Date: 2/13/2019 5:27:00 AM
Eve, only you can make winter seem this lovely after what I have been through these past two weeks. Thank you so much for doing this!
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Date: 2/13/2019 4:20:00 AM
Excellent my friend your words as usual flow like a river!
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Date: 2/12/2019 11:14:00 PM
beautiful poem
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