Through a neverending time when you would. You could swim in clouds of white. buried in the snow outside youl find. Winter is here for a time. Im sitting on a dream come true. Floating in the sky like a fool. But as happy as a man can be. With a life made just for me. In winter snow falls on my face. So much laughter and tears of embrace. Rain and ice and so much life. Ready to take me back to a time. When winter was our only cure. Breathe in its a winter so pure.
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naive time when we lived in awe. You
conveyed this well Stillframe. TY
this is a very adult write though -
I like the idea of breathing in winter so pure