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Walk with me, softly through the night

Over pillows of sand, piled high

Like the dunes, on a deserted beach

We’ll leave footprints, trailing behind

Our life’s path, where many will travel

Yet, only those who dare, triumph

Walk with me, softly through the day

Gaze at the snow, floating gently

Creating a wonderland, distinct

In crystalline shapes, delicately placed

By the winds, carelessly blowing

Quietly, through our minds


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