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Creative Projects / Re: Poetry Prompts
« on: April 18, 2021, 11:40:52 pm »
Winter Hike
Our path winds around through the forest,
with nary a sound in the trees.
But try as they might to ignore us,
I hear one take flight when I sneeze.
Our path winds around through the forest,
with nary a sound in the trees.
But try as they might to ignore us,
I hear one take flight when I sneeze.
