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the sky is full of pure white nothingness.
As The cold flakes drops to the ground.
But Inside. Its a steamy sauna.
As The doors open and close.
Cold gusts follow the frantic footsteps
Finding a quick release from the cold shivers of the winter.
The conversation between each person.
Is like changing between channels of a television.
One conversation. Becomes another.
But At the end of the day.
Its all the same to me.
As The cold flakes drops to the ground.
But Inside. Its a steamy sauna.
As The doors open and close.
Cold gusts follow the frantic footsteps
Finding a quick release from the cold shivers of the winter.
The conversation between each person.
Is like changing between channels of a television.
One conversation. Becomes another.
But At the end of the day.
Its all the same to me.