There once was a place called Outskirts.
In the town of Outskirts a cold wind blew.
No stars at night no sun in the morn'.
Winter is always so cold, sometimes its dry sometimes its wet. But cloud cover and dark scary nights are sometimes all there is. Wind likes to whip around, shuffle the leaves and make weird noises.
Sometimes winter is a nice day where birds fly around and their is a light snow that covers just about everything. Crazy how it can be one thing or another, sometimes both. Wish it would snow some more.
Even if it is cold and snowy winter is always fun. Don't really know why I'm writing all of this. I have no idea at all, maybe just to keep myself sane? Nah. Whatever my reasoning, winter to me is my favorite time...
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