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Crisp sparkling crunchy views across this linen land
trees bow beneath the  snow laden branches
hungry birds swing and pull at fat-filled gifts that hang from frozen lines, quiet is this life, quiet is this world.
Such beauty in the stranger shapes of intrinsic white on grey as silence falls and covers sadness like a soft downy wrap, comforting like the arms of angels protecting those we love.

 

This winter harsh and cruel will not change much for us
it is a time to be together, a time for closeness and of warmth, a time to renew strength to start with vigour our battle.

 

As crystals melt their prisms, the brushstrokes change
the white that enhances the beauty of this land.

 

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