Crunching snow, deer look on, Wandering the path alongside you in the quiet hush.It's the breath, the balance.I saw life, I saw death.Both. Exist.
Oh the Joy!
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Crunching snow, deer look on, Wandering the path alongside you in the quiet hush.It's the breath, the balance.I saw life, I saw death.Both. Exist.