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It’s snowing again, flurries. They are quiet, soft, clean, and proud.
　　
　　Your temper has set on fire again, scolding me for what I did out of no harm.
　　
　　Perhaps life is too simple for me and too complicated for you.
　　
　　In my world there is nothing that has to be hidden, and the secular rules seem difficult to understand.