across sea so calm to know
what is it for thick falling snow
quickly erasing my footsteps
whiting hair; steaming breathe
i look up few dropp into my eye
so cold, it doesn't hurt but i cry
i watch waves still restless beast
trying to wipe-out whiteness sheets
heaven refuse to let that happened
plenty more to spread to fish-haven
same to memories we dare to keep
some hurts and most we really love it
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