emotions
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The first day of winter was always the best. The weather getting colder, the first snow falls, the garish sun hiding away so she could be seen again. The first day of winter was the first day of his life for so many years and the last day of winter was the day he went
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I want you to be proud of me, See the change I’ve made. I hope your heart melts When you see me riding in, On those white horses, Courage blazing. But instead, The drifts get deeper as I drown, In utter embarrassment.
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Grief is the price you pay for having joy, If I smile today, Will I grieve tomorrow? If my heart is so full, Will it shatter tomorrow? If not tomorrow, The next day, Next year? When? Maybe when I try and spread joy, All I touch becomes grief. If I’m aware of that, Can I