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Post by Salzmank on Jan 4, 2018 16:26:46 GMT
White phantoms, winter snowdrifts, whistlers in the wind. I leave the house and wish I could return to spy a fire in the grate, or at least not be so late for warmth in a winter season. I try to tell myself that is the reason and return once more to whistling ghosts.
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