Snow

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Let the snow cover me in white so I can be innocent again
The living had burned my eyes and made me regret
Oh how difficult it can be to walk this path alone
But it could be much worse if roses didn't really turn into gold.
"In magic I believe" said a child that I once knew.
Their belief has made them strong only for the society to outgrow.

Help me wonder
My whole meaning is to be a wonderer
Curious and curiosity lead the way to make me stay.
Do you know a safe place?
How can I choose if I do not own the right to know, what's on the other side.

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