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Oh, the snow falls like a lullaby,
Covering truth we left to lie.
Four shadows walking through the mist,
Each one chasing what they missed.
A winter song, we sing it loud,
We break the ice, we face the crowd.
A winter song, we play along,
But something’s gone, something’s gone.
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