A full new winter snow
Cold and yet warm
Like the sheets of a midnight breeze
Which its white painless surface
Know no boundaries of a new born white flake
Yet as pure as white
Of a new, untainted flower
It holds many wormth of desires
So shall it burn and cools with empire
It's soft and smooth flake
Will melt into a great arc
That will be forever bonded
Into a 'New Born Snow'
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