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Sep 02, 2009
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Whispers
I open my eyes to my world
and as I walk,I hear a whisper.
It tells me that all is changing around me
then I look around......
to find that all HAS changed.
The angelic white snow has fallen
and the blue skies mirror themselves
upon the frozen waters beneath my feet.
I hurry my pace to slide
as the whisper finds my ear once more....
And I discover that it is the crisp winter wind
cutting across my contented face,
And I close my eyes to that paradise.
and as I walk,I hear a whisper.
It tells me that all is changing around me
then I look around......
to find that all HAS changed.
The angelic white snow has fallen
and the blue skies mirror themselves
upon the frozen waters beneath my feet.
I hurry my pace to slide
as the whisper finds my ear once more....
And I discover that it is the crisp winter wind
cutting across my contented face,
And I close my eyes to that paradise.
— JWwildcat2012, Sep 02, 2009
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