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I have nothing to write but the gray sky.
The trees are black with slick rain.
The last blossoms are defeated.
Winter has come.
The sun is taking some needed time off.
It shines somewhere on snowfields.
No one skis on the beach.
The sand is empty.
Christmas lights are strung in palm trees.
People are shopping at the mall.
But I have nothing to write.
My mood is blank.
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