The Richest Man in Town!

It was a face numbing wind.

it blew hard off the lake.

But there was something peaceful and quiet.

You knew then, what was meant by a crisp morning.

There is nothing like virgin snow, where no one had tracked.

A squirrel jumped from limb to limb.

You feel alive as you see your breath.

This is going to be a clear, I can see for miles

kind of day.

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