It's always freezing around here. Freezing, cloudy, and generally gross outside. It looked misty from the snow last night, so I was inspired to write this. Asdfjkl, I hate writing poetry. I can't do it ._.'

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Winter
By Taka, the Skyflier Rune

Snow is falling, fine yet think
Leaving roadways frozen, slick
It is great, but also small
Making snowbanks three feet tall
Freezing wind and icy air
But the children, they don't care
Going out despite the gale
Sometimes getting hit by hail
Plant life withers, flowers die
Cold as ice, and desert dry
But spring will return again
Bringing with it our old friends
Birds will sing, and Runes will fly
And once again, we'll touch the sky