Bitter cold chills wrap themselves around me
as I bathed in the stagnent lake near
the wispy mountains at home.
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Bitter cold chills wrap themselves around me the wispy mountains at home.
Author notesPrompt is the painting above titled ~ September Morning A contest entry
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