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The snow that falls from the sky mostly falls soft and silently.
But there are those times when the wind howls, and the snow falls in frozen ice sheets that cut and maim.
So too is life like the snow, gentle days, and days where running for cover and waiting till the storm passes by, is your only recourse...
There is such a difference between the light side of life, and the darker side.
One hopes for a brighter future, while darker forces seem bent on destroying that same hope.
Even in dreams, light and dark merge into a muddy grey.
Yet we all still go on hoping and dreaming of a better and brighter way.
Maybe thats the whole point to life after all.
But there are those times when the wind howls, and the snow falls in frozen ice sheets that cut and maim.
So too is life like the snow, gentle days, and days where running for cover and waiting till the storm passes by, is your only recourse...
There is such a difference between the light side of life, and the darker side.
One hopes for a brighter future, while darker forces seem bent on destroying that same hope.
Even in dreams, light and dark merge into a muddy grey.
Yet we all still go on hoping and dreaming of a better and brighter way.
Maybe thats the whole point to life after all.
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