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Snow, lit by the yellow glow of street lights. Why does your wintry hue cast its image across the view of a winter's night? I feel your coldness and the aloof ways of your stare, as though you care for no one at all..And so my fall will not be toward the liking of yourself. For my love lingers for the midnight summer's glow far from your fallen snow. Farwell my frigid foe.