
Snowed Peaks
Snowed peaks pierce clouds, while
River waits for melting snow
To slide down it’s cool, white gold.

Snowed Peaks
Snowed peaks pierce clouds, while
River waits for melting snow
To slide down it’s cool, white gold.
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It looks very cold, where you are Luccia, but you also look warm dressed up 😀
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Yes, I usually live in Andalucia, and I don’t like cold weather, at all! so I’m all dressed up for the snow!
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I hear you. Enjoy anyway.
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I forgot to say that I’m going back to the warmish south tomorrow! And I do love the snowy scenery, but only for a few days at a time😍
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