You are colder and more subzero.
Whereas the sun comes on winter,
You are always in the night.
Where winter has soothing, albeit cold winds,
You are bitter, cold and unmoving.
Sometimes people have fun with winter,
Yet you are no fun at all.
Winter is for all of us,
But you shut yourself off from all.
So I say this, for once in my life,
That I loved you, the Snow Queen.
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