If I could make days last forever..., if words could make wishes come true...I’d save every day like a treasure and then....again, I would spend them with you...........

I can still remember from childhood,

what a snow-globe was like.....

One little shake and white dust would would change to snow and through the cold hard glass that seperated the world inside from the out.........
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Today just that things are the other way round ..... how it feels in my apartment....

I'm inside the globe and the snow is all around.....I look at it drift and fly by the glass,
insulated and protected, but it feels like I'm trapped.