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Velvet paws of the mist, A community kissed… Warm not raw Like cat’s paw, It lapped like a cat kissed. – Like a gentle vacuum, All snow piles were exhumed… Sucked into mist– A curious twist– Added themselves to gloom. … Continue reading

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