Nazeon said, "Life is but melting snow."

Why are you spending so much time building a snowman for a lover? He
will be gone with the morning sun. Why are you worrying about what the
snow lady said about you at the party last night? Her body will melt
before you plot your revenge. All these phantom creatures will one day
disappear in the light. You too. Why fuss so? Better to open your arms,
lie down in the fluff, and make a snow angel. Take her with you
throughout your days. And as she melts in joy, let all that worryin'
melt right along with her. Spend your days in play, in laughter, in
love. Life's ending sky will smother you in frozen rain soon enough.
Open. All the way. Let the supposed hurts and betrayals go. They are
only holding you back from sledding to freedom.

~dg

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