I Saw Winter Making A Ruffle
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I saw winter making a ruffle in the countryside,
The chilly winds from the forest area
and the landscapes secluded and solitary
Freezing the night,
Making the people shiver with cold,
The rivers dampening it all
With mist and vapour,
The hamlets, all wrapped in
Awaking at cockcrow.
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