Frost


Glass window, blue sky,
I seek beyond my naked eye,
an ocean so big,
impression of chivering my white skin.
Beauty amazes the valley rich and light weight.
Entering the quake I dare to take.
Freezes up like frost on snow,
as you fall into the cold,
you feel unbare of falling in love.

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