There is not an ordinary sound.
The petals fall from the sky and mix with the water streaming down my face.
Alone in this winter wonderland until the snow blends into me.
Changing what I am.
Melting away all of my emotions; everything that I am.
Cold, wet ice....make the liquid of my blood.
Let the snow fall around me.
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