Snow

I look out the window, 

As my hands stick to the window.

My hands were pink, 

But my hands stayed in sync.

Just look at the beautiful snow blow!

The snow glittered like diamonds,

As the sunlight brightened.

Soft was the snow,

As the wind continued to blow.

Snow is still magical as diamonds!

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