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The Snow - 12/6/17

When the snow gently falls I am always reminded Of sweet memories. In the upper room Of my parents house My little brother and I Playing Donkey Kong While it lightly snowed Outside. It snowed in the game too And life slowed to where Moment became all. We would play for hours I was usually DK, He Diddy. But we were a team While the world ceased to exist. All that remained was The game, Us, And the snow. -MR, 12/6/17