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As the snow falls to the ground The children are at play Its cold I cannot move I cannot speak Silent Blind to all around. And then there comes that winter sun As I slowly melt away The end is near But I may come back On another winters day And stand alone again I am the snowman.
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Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 5:49 AM UTC
The Snowman
As the snow falls to the ground The children are at play Its cold I cannot move I cannot speak Silent Blind to all around. And then there comes that winter sun As I slowly melt away The end is near But I may come back On another winters day And stand alone again I am the snowman.
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M/Cambs
Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 5:49 AM UTC
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