Frost is uncertain a swab, at Windows winter Wonderland waiting as if on a first date in a hurry to hear the quiet breath... the Threshold of wonder and novelty... and fragile faces of a thin strip of touches faceless not brave and not shots... hurrying to us the beauty of winter.
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