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getting thicker
harder to see
blinded by this white stuff
now nobody can see
tempeture dropping
below 20 degrees
as i make this snowball
i'll throw it at you
then duck quickly
as you lunge one at me
the snow is now deep
it must be more then five feet
my head now is underneath the snow
i'll quickly grab your hands
and hope that our warmth
will melt the snow

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