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jsonstein@masto.deoan.org ("Jeff Sonstein") wrote:

The trees stand tall, their branches bare,
Silhouettes against the awakening sky,
I feel the chill wrap around me,
Yet, I look forward to the warmth
That awaits in a cozy cup.

The path winds through the park,
Each moment savored,
The crunch of leaves, the distant call of birds,
As we stroll, my heart fills with gratitude,
For this time, this bond, this cold embrace.

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