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Winter White
Winter white glows at night,
your fingers touch my face.
Floating flakes, limbs of lace,
a silent work of art.
In your eyes, true love lies,
that night you won my heart.
your fingers touch my face.
Floating flakes, limbs of lace,
a silent work of art.
In your eyes, true love lies,
that night you won my heart.
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