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It snows. it sleets as it became worm.
It snows quite much but it looked o.k. to make a promenade on the hill backside
the apatment. So, I went up the mountain.
On the hill, I found it snowed a little bit more.. but the atmosphere
was a kind of awesome as I imagined
a very lonely world.. so much dreary.. complete desert place..

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It's as if I visited just the god's workroom where he just invent this white
world. He looked to explain me why he works it.. and he unexpectedly turned
me his eyes .. he deigned to adresse me..
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He asked if there is nothing I forgot in my life.
he also asked me to try to find what I have to do .. before I quit this
world..
What is it ?... It's somewhat to be seen dimly.. What is it ?.. It makes me ponder
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