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Cascades


Oh, how I can dread thee

Yet, you pull me in

Blanket of beauty

Immersed in the

Tranquility

Of calm

Frost

Hanging in the air

Awakening the senses

My spirit is free

Cascades

Of winter

I long to stroll

In the solitude

My soul

Healed

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