Gently falls the snow, and
Bouncing –
My swift, white sisters
Dancing
Cold, but
Melting in the
Sun, appearing for
A second.
Gently falls the snow, and
Bouncing –
My swift, white sisters
Dancing
Cold, but
Melting in the
Sun, appearing for
A second.
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