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I wake to frosted windows, shimmering in the sun

I used to love the arctic air, as a child, I’d play & run

Winter’s breath is upon me, how I shiver in the cold

Seems I can no longer handle it, I must be getting old


Ragtag Daily Prompt – Frost

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