Winter in Grey mouth, As I stand outside with the soft cold breeze tickling my face making my cheeks turn red, I’m watching the snowing mountains showing us that it’s winter, looking up and seeing the unique shaped clouds moving with the sun peeking through to bring in light but not succeeding. When the raindrops start falling upon my face it’s time to come inside, I watch the rain get heavier and heavier even hail starts dropping, as the hail falls on the grass it starts to look like a sheet of snow covering the ground. Give me that winter Grey mouth. 
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