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Bob Cratchit
April 8th
I was walking back to my parent's house from Colby Lake. I helped my mom pick out an "Easter Tree." My mom drove my car back to the house as the tree did not fit. As I walked down the str.....
Cold
A ripple for every moment
Frigid sky scattered here and there. Shadows watch mountains who are not easily scared. Snowflakes fall as time stands still, while sun's warmth trembles under the treacherous chill. Depths run thin as the ice grows, and blue meets white in the blue shallow. Everything covered perfectly in a blanket, one that is cold and doesn't need to fake it.
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