Distorted light and muffled sound,
Snow is sprinkled on the ground.
Nobody needs us, neither of us is pursued,
Only the snow angels are allowed to intrude.
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reminds me of my Edward. (well i shouldn't call him my Edward as he is somebody Else's now.) anyway, you spin a magic with your words. ethereal. :)