i wake up to see
my car looks like
with white cream
but then i look
around everything
even trees, roofs
nothing is spared
i know, am wishing
where's snow plow
not in this place
been four days no
it hasn't arrived
normal for us, sad
on other side happy
at least snow came
there are years none
tomorrow would be ice
i will be very careful
and well bundled up
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