Chill and white as winter has fallen
as if it has reached perfection
Here is the place I would dream
striking beauty as it seem
beauty and charm mingled
noone dare it to be singled
it is as lovely as is free
no disturbance, only calmness
standing with bold and braveness
Your beauty kills me from far
are you really a star
to have everything
and still owns nothing
Seeing you upto that close
is the only option I chose
oh my dear mountain
if there ever is, I wish to be fountain!
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