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my abstract place

The trees and ground have a pure coat of snow already laid out. The snow is white, clean, and pure. A tree stands alone with a distint layer of life holding the fluffy water. A gentle breaze makes the snow dance. The random choas forms even layers. Any human or animal discoloration or compacting would destroy the perfection. We all know that inevatavle nothing perfect can last.