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The winter months come in as the slow dance after the pulsing summer jazz.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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The winter months tip toe in as if dancing to a timid harp, as if it takes time for those colder months to gain the certainty that their time has arrived.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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Winter months soon come with a welcome slow tempo, as if nature's orchestra has taken the time to rest and resonate in subtle mellow hues.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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These long winter months I have developed a quietness within, one that seems to have taken inspiration from the frozen earth and readied itself for a brand new and warmer season of growth.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.
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The winter months come to reduce the world to an etching of summer memories, a sort of celestial sonogram, promising the new life that will be born to the spring sun.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 16, 2020.