It all comes down to one moment
She forget's where she is and forgets to feel trapped, losted, and alone
For that one moment it is just her and the soft falling snow
Like powdered sugar dusted on pastries, she thinks
But slower and more transfixing
She focuses on it and finds that this one moment could be a much more
A symbol of a memory, a life, and everything in that snow
She feels the evergreen trees, the brisk winter air, and holiday spirit
It is a whole new world as far as she can see
She feels it just beyond the window
All in one moment
But it is only one moment she needs for that soft falling snow
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