Snow kissed my nose as I stepped out of the door
I never liked the cold
But it gave me a feeling so warm
I felt glee and happiness circling me
And there were snow angles everywhere watching over me
The gateway to heaven
Was lit so bright
It was a Christmas tree leading the sky
With a star that shined
At the very top and people lived inside
But there were very few who had made this journey
If you’re afraid of heights, you’ll have to choose to be buried

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