Like snow, I'll fall to the ground,
But for you, I'd melt before I fall down,
Or I'll be the crystal that is adorned on your crown ;
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Crystal
Like snow, I'll fall to the ground,
But for you, I'd melt before I fall down,
Or I'll be the crystal that is adorned on your crown ;
