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Snowfall, snowflakes
Gentle floating breaks;
Unique in each's own way
Time to think, to ponder another day
So cold, but still I stay
Only thought: Come what may
Footsteps, footprints on the snow
My words on paper, quickly they flow
Running chills up my spine
Path of life I walk out of line
Falling, falling, quickly they come
But warm thoughts through me flow like rum
Maybe, possibility, hopefully some.
Too cold to write, but still I stay
Still searching for my miracle:
Somehow, someday.
Gentle floating breaks;
Unique in each's own way
Time to think, to ponder another day
So cold, but still I stay
Only thought: Come what may
Footsteps, footprints on the snow
My words on paper, quickly they flow
Running chills up my spine
Path of life I walk out of line
Falling, falling, quickly they come
But warm thoughts through me flow like rum
Maybe, possibility, hopefully some.
Too cold to write, but still I stay
Still searching for my miracle:
Somehow, someday.
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It's snowing outside, so I dressed warmly and sat in the quad, accompanied only by the slightly eerie glow of the safety lights surrounding me. It's cold out.
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along with the description, this creates some beautiful imagery. i can just picture you sitting alone in the snow, pondering everything, wondering whats next. I love it when thoughts just sort of run over me at the end of a day.. nice!