Winters

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  When tiny snowflakes titter
Every house then draped,
With white snow of winter
The woods no longer looked darker.

Speck of snow on every leaf
Coldness was just comforting,
It matched my hollow numbness
Such stinging cold,stood it hiding.

Even shallow rivers come to stand still
To look at once upon winter in awe,
Stood Frozen,breathless to move
Every droplet shone like silver stone.

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