It is freezing We are going nowhere Coldness in breezing Gathering around here We just walk the lake On a frozen day Together quack quack make On our walking way
It is dark still Even thou its noon And a bit more chill Is coming in soon We together are close Friends indeed are we As the bitter grows Winter becomes breezy
It is sub-zeros Or so men have told All of us are heroes That to hope must hold And we are never lonely If we together are One for each here only Below a brightly star
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-When i'm asleep do i really remember how to fly?and forget how when i wake up?or i'm just dreaming i can fly? -when you dream sometimes you remember.when you wake you always forget -but that's not fair... -No... {the Sandman-brief lives}
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