Life
Snow falls gently down, like flour sifted from the sky
I sit by the window, while my life passes me...goodbye
A promised Spring, a new life to come
Shall I stay as I am or embrace the chance to change
Do I take the risk? or accept what I've become
No right or wrong answers
It's just your life
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