retrace
klairchen not those steps,
leading into the deepest sadness.

the snow was light, and elegant.
while the heart crumbled out some words, awkward and true.

trace not those steps,
trace out not your sad heart again,
in the snow.

walk now with light and elegance, on by.
the tracks will be of my own free heart,
upon the snow...
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