Flakes of water frozen hard, falling everywhere in sight,
Foot and pawprints dot the yard, covered in a blanket of the sheerest white.
Although its late and some will moan, I for one shall rejoice,
For snow is a wonderful thing to have, even though it's not by choice.
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Any feedback regarding my writing would be most humbly appreciated. =] I attend sixth form and maintain a dull part time job to keep my tastes and persona funded. I love writing but I never have the time to sit down and write a full blown book... I'm hoping this app will help me achieve that goal as I'm forever on my phone and there's always an extra 15 minutes I can use to write. =]
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