i woke up
trying to dream the day away
just to let it past me by
i feel no joy
no sense of happiness and cheer
the scrooge
the heartless one
wrapped in a cover of colors
as if hiding from the happiness
the lights.
Its snowing
white little swirls
purifying the world
should i move
should i get up?
or let this white world
pass me by.
come purify me.
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