Crisp, clean air,
Blue, blue sky
Chimney mouth
White smoke.
High mountain ridges
Brown, green below.
Sitting on white snow
Daring to body board
Backwards, head first.
Helmet? Ok so…
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
That was great,
Only took five minutes.
Now back at desk,
Refreshed.
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