I feel a cold southern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my heart and fills it with delight
This breeze, which has travelled from the southern states towards which i am advancing
A small taste of those icy climates that touches in a passionate way
Inspired by this wind of promise, my dreams become more fervent and vivid
I tried very hard to persuade myself that it's just my imagination
It presents itself to my imagination
Imaging a picture of undiscovered wonder and beauty
I feel the frost upon my cheecks as the snow and frost are banished out of my sight
As i leave it's present delightful beauty, i feel the sun peeking upon the horizon; a perpetual splendour
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