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…she has never seen the snow…



She has reached out and touched the scorching sun

She has fallen into the dangerous depths far below

She has stared straight down the barrel of a greedy gun

But she has never seen the snow



She has passed the point of no return

She has let the tragic tides guide her back to redemption by swimming against the ocean’s frigid flow

She has danced in the flame and felt the betraying burn

But she has never seen the snow



She has had all her dreams wash down the drain

She has had her hopes replanted and start to once again grow

She has had her tears pour down just like rain

But she has never seen the snow



She has locked herself inside a corrupted cage and threw away the rusty key

She has let her soul freely fly in the breeze’s beautiful blow

She has witnessed the last leaf of Autumn fall from the naked tree

But she has never seen the snow



…No matter what she does or where she decides to go

She will never, in her lifetime, open her android eyes to see the snow…