"I want to go to a beautiful town with no one there; I want it to snow at midnight, and I'd go for a walk then. I'm gonna listen to music and go into my bubble; I'm gonna end up crying as I walk, and I want the tears that fall to freeze into crystals and decorate where I walked. I want the street to be endless so I can keep walking; I want to walk and walk and walk, and when I'm exhausted, I'm gonna lie down in the snow, and slowly let the snow cover me, flake by flake."
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