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December 5, 2010
Green, Thats the colour of the ground now. Bright sunshine burned those who looked up. Green is back. The freezing temepertures that gripped it are slowly slipping away, leaving what belongs behind.
The grass survived being buried under pure cold. Being compressed under such pressure. It Survived.
They say there is worse to come, the nights are getting longer and darker. That doesn't matter though, everyone knows it has to get warmer. Well that tradition anyway.
What if it gets so cold everyone forgets about the warmth, and people forget about the lush grass in the shade of green underneath.