First, there was the snow
White, pure and completely virgin
Melting and crawling down your knees

“Watch me coming
while you leave”

Tender was the night after
This sun could kill me now
The snowflakes are gone
They didn’t say goodbye
Try to forget them

Now,
Let me tell you this just once:
First, there was the dust.


Nothing has changed here.
Try again later.

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