Snow has always held a duel meaning for me.
Snow reminds me of all the past lovers I once had,
and how each and every one of them seems to like cutting cords in the winter.
It symbolizes frozen wastelands, when my heart becomes a crystal
that no one can truly melt.

Yet within the snow there is purity, innocence, abundance.
It's a blanket that covers everything,
like the generosity of many people I have come to know
and the warmth and love their hearts spread.

Snow is my enemy, yet it is also my friend.
Two sides to a bitter-cold coin.

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