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Through white fields,

I walk alone,

All past feelings,

Are now gone,

You drew my thoughts,

Cut them raw,

And not him,

But you I saw,

You made me wonder,

I began to doubt,

As I walked,

My heart cried out,

I don't know,

Which way to turn,

You caused this love,

You caused this burn,

But my friend,

You'll never know,

As I walk,

Through our snow,

This is my death,

Don't rescue me,

I need to think,

To fly free.