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THE SPECKS OF CRYSTALS FROZEN,
BEGINNING THEIR DESCENT,
FALL FROM THE BRACKISH SKIES ABOVE,
SLOWLY DOWN TO EARTH.
FLURRIES NOW,
THE STORM SOON HERE,
THIS IT'S FINAL WARNING,
A WINTER STORM GROWS NEAR.
CLOUDS SINK LOW,
ALL IS GRAY,
THE SNOW..
IT IS NOW HERE.
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