A consoling tune was catching her ears
Pulling her towards it
She stepped into paradise
Pearls of snow absorbed her soul
Granting peace and pouring out cold
Inviting spring to vital force
Blooming red roses
Smooching lips and real hands
Warmed her up
Humming the consoling tune
Making her sway with joy
taking her back to past
Tune faded away now
Dead cold shivered her soul
Causing death of charming roses
Converting snowballs to Fireballs
She was now a snow statue
The Tune needed to follow this girl
So the warm hands could soothe her
Moving the wheels of destiny
putting an end to the unfinished story.
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