Deep amidst the white snow I trod,
My feet sinking unevenly in soft ground,
Face frozen in hard frown
Catching my breath from the stress of day
Late in this frigid night I trod,
My thoughts drifting to nowhere in particular,
Like stray footsteps on the fresh snow,
Losing track every now and then
Still amidst the dark sky I stopped,
My sight darted towards the passing cars,
Piercing the gloom like tiny comets,
Oh if I could hop on one and fly afar
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