Melody Mark,top-quality,masutepiece,1womanl,Inside the glass maze,enveloping you,With the hollow mist,slip through my fingers,pure white breath,I&#39;ll be sucked into the night sky,I looked up,The falling snow began to draw a spiral,Your back, tired from city life, tells of  times.,Fill in the gap of sadness that was created before you knew it with this snow,Close your limits quietly,
A woman in a white dress standing in a snowy forest