17/31 ~ January Mindful Writing

A folded note dropped on the pavement: "Shy Girl, Read This Note." 
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After dark: the thin layer of frost on the grass sparkles, even under the dimness of street lamps.
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Half-frozen, water still shoots out of the top of the fountain, piercing the thin layer of ice surrounding it as it falls.  The shape of the fountain itself is shrouded in bulbous growths of ice, obscuring the man made nature of it.
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