Snow

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    Snow

    I dream of the day
    I can caress your skin
    Please tell me when
    I can hold you again
    You were so cold
    But I love you still
    Even when you are here
    I could never have my fill
    Of your delicious kisses
    Promising wishes
    The will never come true
    But its okay
    To make me blue
    How can you sympathize
    With no empathy?

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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