snow, snow is everywhere.
on the streets, on the branches of the trees, everywhere.
it's in my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my ears.
I cannot see I cannot breathe I cannot hear.
Anyhow, I'm looking.
Looking for you.
Searching, hardly waving in this ocean of snow, which is infinite, and I don't know how much.
I'm bury deeply with my fingers, my face.
In my search of the most beautiful and innocent soft and sweet flower.
I know there is it, somewhere, I don't know where to search it, and I have no choice, actually. There is only this snow everywhere.
thousands millions of miles of snow. and I'm drowning in this hard, dense, prickly, devour, evil snow and I will do it untill my fingers won't stuck in the frozen earth and I will lose my hope, and i'll lie in this snow untill my heart will make itself's last beat.
