Some link kindness with weakness
But I do not bend myself
To become icy and still
Just so others may glide
I considered that idea a while
Held there I forgot about the sun
Slipping, slipping
Bitter, bitter
I choose a different path
Along which I move with the world’s warmth
And feel all its potential
So that I may live to my own
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