As the snow is another form of water, the frozen hearts are a different kind of love…
One day you will find and taste their reality…
You may hate them sometimes… you may not tolerate them other times…
You feel they are difficult to handle… even that they look beautiful…
Don’t keep away from them… all what they need is the warmth of your heart…
Approach and you will find they are not walls…
Approach and you will agree that they can’t just adore… but they are even a reservoir of love…
Yes! Even the coldest hearts melt…
Yes! Everything has to flow before reaching the depth…
Isn’t a good law?!
No one can leave without making beautiful changes to the earth’s face…
One day you will find and taste their reality…
You may hate them sometimes… you may not tolerate them other times…
You feel they are difficult to handle… even that they look beautiful…
Don’t keep away from them… all what they need is the warmth of your heart…
Approach and you will find they are not walls…
Approach and you will agree that they can’t just adore… but they are even a reservoir of love…
Yes! Even the coldest hearts melt…
Yes! Everything has to flow before reaching the depth…
Isn’t a good law?!
No one can leave without making beautiful changes to the earth’s face…
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