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Walking the few feet
car to the office
Down the street,
quiet Friday, December

Smell of snow
Cold, damp
Memory
Anticipation

Coming, for sure
Knowing it
In joints,
My senses

Hard to describe
The smell of snow
But it is there.
Let it snow

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