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The blizzard has no clear-cut border,The storm hides its edge from the eyeYou can lose yourself in its order,Its power will never run dry
With beauty both haunting and eerie,It leads you to nothingness' doorYou're hidden from all, solitary,And life is a feverish blur
In time's flowing river, you're taken,It won't ask for your leave or your sayOf life's fleeting measure, unspoken,It won't give you a date or a dayJust a bird from the heavens will wave you goodbye,With a flutter of wings as it passes on by
Fate doesn't play by the sheet music,Its rules are a thing of the pastThere isn't a map for the twists of it,A future that's built to outlast
And there is no road for returning,You can't see the path in the nightThe blizzard, with blizzards of yearning,Will build up an obstacle's height
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