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Dancing in the parking lot.
Are you trying to catch his feet, but nothing can hold
The cold air burns your lungs, but weep
I finally feel
Despite the snow that had ears
It is not enough to understand the simple answer
It was not enough to listen
I had to do
Winter tried to stop the process
He came to me in a burst of sunshine through the clouds

I am free

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