After the Flurries

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The morning started off with a flurry of flurries. They were beautiful to look at but made me feel so cold. And yet the biggest smile came to my face after the flurries melted away and left a pearl behind.

Being a Jamaican living in Japan, I'm still learning to appreciate the beauty of snow white scenes, but I'm not there yet as I still love my greens.

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