A quiet breath in a cold snowy night where stars gently glitter and snow falls tendering on the earth beneath the heavens. I envy those stars. Lighting the sky in a dazzling array of art. They ignite comfort and wonder in the ones who gaze upon them. They are the muse.
Snow though, is cold and chilling. its dark and frostbitten. Snow means the start of winter, where the sun hides for 5 months and a hard gripping cold darkness takes it place. No one likes the snow.
How i wish to be someones muse like the stars are.
they are the muse.
and i am nothing but the snow.
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