She remembers what her parents said about the past.
They both said that memories laid thick on the ground like snow.
Including dark ones, tragic ones.
What about them? Black snow then?
What if dark snow will cover the landscape of her past for as far as the eye can see.
If it could fall thick and fast, everything would be beautiful too.
They also said that the snow would thaw in spring.
She wondered if it were true that dark memories would also melt away with the spring sun?
She wished it could work out like that every time spring came around.
She wanted to believe it so much.
She has been still waiting for spring to come.
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