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Snow Fall (Dixdeux Chain)The morning sun, is nowhere to be seen Dark clouds cover the entire city Snow fall. The frigid wind, whips the snow all around People can not find shelter fast enough Snow fall. The white outs bring the city to a halt Through the day, the roads become slippery Snow fall. Copyright Cynthia Jones Jan.15/2007 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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