December 28, 2022
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"The snow . . .
It's beautiful really, so pale and so cold
I love watching the snow whenever it comes around, I love watching it from my bedroom window
Sometimes it seems like the snow might actually be someone waiting to escape, sometimes the snow is calm when falling from the dull sky, but other times it's more harsher and brutal, like it's seeking revenge on someone or even something
Snow is quite a peculiar thing, sometimes it feels like there's snow in my every day life, it falls down on what is infront of me and hides away my problems even though they're still there
They're just hidden, that all anyone can really ever do
Hide . . .
But like the snow, it'll dry up, show my problems once again, make me face my harsh reality
Snow is strong but it fascinates me how something as simple as water can get rid of it so easily
What is snow to me?
An escape from my problems, or something that's hiding them?
Snow . . .
Something so cold and so beautiful . . .
Something we don't admire too often enough . . ."
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