Winter maiden
Draped afresh
In a pure white
Unsullied cloak
Hugging her contours
Uncorrupted
In its perfect purity
Her Pristine draperies
Like crisp white linen
Lying undisturbed
Natures maiden
In her winter coat
I have always greatly admired the Sloth Though not in any way the cardinal sin I admire the Sloths of South America Noted for their ...
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