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Winter again
- Maria Doina Cublesan
- Jan 14
- 1 min read
In the winter I love the flurries of snow.
There’s a magic in the air.
When you open your eyes and look around,
there’s beauty everywhere.
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In the winter I love the flurries of snow.
There’s a magic in the air.
When you open your eyes and look around,
there’s beauty everywhere.
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