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Snowman’s Land

Crunching sound of my boots against
the quiet stillness of a desolate terrain.
As I wander aimlessly under blue icy clouds
A freedom that will keep me sane.

Nature speaks softly as I travel through it.
Frozen forests staring into the time.
Glitter in the air as snow starts to fall
Making this magical feeling all mine.

A suspended winter in isolation.
Like a statue of a snowman
forever hidden from view.
A nomad walks in no mans land.
Written by Soldierrye
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