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Icicles At Dusk

After a winter storm,

Awake to find the proof,

A temporary cave creation

Caressing the side of the house;

Appeared overnight a natural decoration

Of dripping unicorn horns and wizard's wands

Quiet as a mouse have formed,

Adorning the edge of  the roof.

 

Author  unknown

 

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