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It seems to be eternal winter here
Snow falls heavy on the ground
Not a sound can be heard
Not even the whistle of the wind
It's so cold and listless here
No motion all around
How can so much silence
Ring so loud
When will the sun shine down
When will my heart feel joy
Maybe it will never come
Perhaps I belong with the cold
This is where I'll remain