Everyday we walk the same paths as other people,
We do not see them, and they do not see us,
Save for when snow is on the ground,
You see the footprints of others and you know they were there,
Where you are.
Snow shows us things that we do everday that we cannot see,
So surely one day the snow will bring down blood, and tar, and death,
And we will see what we do.
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