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it snowed today..
I tried to ignore it but..y'know..
maybe next year..
I keep saying that.
'maybe next year....'
and before I know it I'm ten years older.
maybe next year it won't hit me so hard.
maybe next year I won't go down so fast.
maybe next year i'll finally forget.
maybe next year I won't have to go it alone.
maybe next year I'll see you next to me.
maybe next year...
you can see the snow too.




and I know it's a crazy wish
a crazy thought.
things just don't work like that,
work the way you planned.
they don't turn out right, never.
never.
so I can't bring you back.
Suck it up, munchkin,
stop running back
and forth.
Straighten up, little soldier,
keep your chin up
higher and higher.
You can make it through this.
You can do this.
I'm right here
right near
you,
by your side.
you'll make it through this winter.
take it one day at a time.