The fresh snow is a blanketsealing in the worldas each moment is unfurledso I may examine its flowLong remembered rainsalong with renewed painsforget all of their regretas they now come forthLike snowfall in the northto claim the new daybut...

Your parents have a problem and you live in constant painYour atmosphere is darkness as you begin to go insaneAnd the way you're going, you'll turn out the same You hear the words of wisdom as you practice what they...

Once upon a time a little girl was going to take her doll for a walk when there she was, meeting two nice little birds She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them, "Good afternoon, little...