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Snowing outside, and cold in my soul
A wind of changes, crosses my heart, It grows and grows like a snow ball, I don't know what to do, is cold my Lord... My heart goes to dark, by she self, And is going down to the snow, In a shadow of real depth, I don't know what to see and what to do. To be like a bird, in winter's middle, Taking a life for pain, and revenge Be cold like a snow flake star Making a quick flashback...bar. Don't put down your heart's fire Because in the future, you'll be higher
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