Winter

The snow, a ribbon of white, wraps all around you.
And without knowing it, it pulls you into a bitter world.
You do not like it at first, but then you come to realize, it is beautiful.
The snow is a cruel monster, pulling you into its mind games.
It is not a friend, nor an enemy.

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