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Cold clouds south move forth on their way across the bay,
Told by word of mouth; north wind's say snow is on the way.
Tumbled rolling in flight, blots to lack of light in our winter's day --
Humbled knowing sight is not black and white, but infinite shades of gray.
Told by word of mouth; north wind's say snow is on the way.
Tumbled rolling in flight, blots to lack of light in our winter's day --
Humbled knowing sight is not black and white, but infinite shades of gray.