Thursday, December 05, 2002

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Strolling during winter time,
On sidewalks paved with sleet,

The chime of bells, the smell of pine,
Waft softly down the street.

Darkness falls, red, white, green bulbs,
The world lights up anew.

Bend over and bestow a kiss,
Upon parched lips of blue.
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~I love winter~

Christmas is coming!

posted by Steph at 10:49 PM

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