In my mind, it snows tonight,
Snowflake-it gently falls though so light,
It falls on my open palms,
So gently like the gentle twilight,
Which brightens the night with stars.
And as I walk down the moonlit street with open arms,
The snow paints the vale white; a scenic beauty in the night,
The night is serene and the trees still, and so are the cars.
So I shall let my body to ease and cease,
So I shall let my body to ease and cease,
And my mind; it is at peace!
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