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I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops.

With luck, it might even snow for us.

The first snow is like the first love.

Kindness is like snow. It beautifies everything it covers.

In the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold.

For people who had warm memories, winter is never cold to them.

Kiss me on this cold December night.

Walking in a winter wonderland.

Tis the season to go ice skating.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year