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WALKS

winter will be bad
look, caterpillars have more fur
got to get more woods
pile them up
won't get caught
cutting trees in winter

walks through the forest
here there's a bubbling brook
too cold now
but how pretty
used to play here

she watches fascinated
and flinches
as he throws a snowball at her
in the distant
he hears him laugh.
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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For NoPoo
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