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Trees stand silent, and

bare,

Shivering in the frigid air,

Searches for a coat to

wear,

Icecicles forming in their

hair.

Hovers together to keep

warm,

Snuggling during the

seasons storm.

Winters long, snow is deep,

Waiting trees, fall asleep

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