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Feb 17, 2011 01:59

It's snowing... Time is running fast.
Life is a future in the past.
And every day is like a smoke
Of hopes that thoughts of you provoke.
But simply know you are the best.
And no importance has the rest.
Remember, that you are my part.
My blood and vessels, soul and heart.
My every dream, my every thing.
My snow and rain, and coming spring.
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