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Why is that?
in this awful cold winter night i see kids, their smile is bright and this white paradise of snow is shining.. shining like a rainbow the wind blows carols at your door, and all your worries are no more it's something magic, like a dream it’s in your hearts just like a gleam it's snowing, it's snowing all around the world is white and fill with fun but not me, is not my season for me is just another reason to seat back and count my dreams to make plans for the next spring I see winter, like a soldier… A cruel one, with no composure Who destroyed my truly loved ones The green nature,and animals … tones But it also charms me in some way It takes everything, it has no mercy It’s cold and dead but you still love it So I stop and wonder.. why is that? Why is that?..
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