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| Winter Storm at Dusk |
All in fluff soft and warm
Snow on branches there it rests
Like angel hair or clumps of yarn
Tiny stars fall from the sky
Each one different to the eye
Landing one by one they gather
Together they make drifts of lather
Winter time at dusk you see
Warmed your heart cool and clean
After dinner bath and tea
At last in bed both you and me
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