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A few moments ago, while browsing online, I came upon the exquisite painting reproduced above, and within my mind the following lines sprang into being, engendered and inspired by its strange beauty.
SNOW CAT
I felt the swirling flakes of winter surround and embrace me,
Enfolding me within their soft, chilling shroud of silence and death,
As icily mesmeric as the cool, purring caress of a snow cat.
SNOW CAT
I felt the swirling flakes of winter surround and embrace me,
Enfolding me within their soft, chilling shroud of silence and death,
As icily mesmeric as the cool, purring caress of a snow cat.
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