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Dec 2019
Tis the season to be jolly; yet, all things seem to be falling
Falling out of the sky like snowflakes on a winter night
A winter night with a cold breeze that sends shivers down our spine
It's cold, it's dark, it's dry...
The only thing that's wet is the snow that falls and melts on our faces
Just like the tears that we cry
Tis the season, there's nothing left to do but, face it
No matter how much we try; there seems to be no changes
Running fast on the snow-covered pavement
Take a look back and see the steps from where we began
Take a look at where we are now
Look how far we've made it
Keep running
Running, like it's a race
Not running out of breath and giving up on first place
You must be more careful
After all, tis the season where snow and ice will guarantee a great fall
Written by
SaturnKnight
115
   GENIE and Bogdan Dragos
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