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| Gathering clouds signal the oncoming of a winter storm | A darkening sky highlights snow from previous storms |
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| Flowers enjoy the last sunlight | But it fades fast |
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| As flakes fall, trees become heavy | Nothing is spared the fine coat of white powder |
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| Some things are now unrecognizable | Others are inconceivable |
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| After a while, snow becomes water again | The birds come back out |
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| The sun quickly melts away the last of the powder | and Sarah decides it's nice enough to drive to Oma and Opa's |
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