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Winter’s Wonders #Rhyme #Unapologetic

Barren, dried out fields Crisp, cold air Sharp against heated skin Wind is blowing hair Loosened strands whip harshly Against wind-burnt cheeks Thin, and skinny, welts of red Rise up, and timidly peek Though my face is stinging My eyes are open wide Taking in, before me A cerulean blue soaked sky Breathless, I stareContinue reading “Winter’s Wonders #Rhyme #Unapologetic”

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