everything white around me
as quiet as it can be
it simply feels right
not meant to flee
out of nowhere he came
he smiled and laughed
like an impish picture frame
from another time photographed
he held out his hand
and nodded to come
to take me away
to a magic land of his own
I met a man in the snow
with a wicked a grin
he left me standing
with bumps on my skin
Back to myself 
Nice
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