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The snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a footprint to be seen. A kingdom of isolation
and it looks like, I'm the queen. The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside.
Couldn't keep it in, haven't known I've tried. Don't let them in, don't let them see. Be
the good girl, you always have to be. Conceal don't feel, don't let them know. Well now
away and slam the door. I don't care, what their going to say. Let the storm range on,
the cold never bothered me anyway.