The story of snow begins with “mom, cottons are falling!”. Then it continues with waiting for dark clouds over the sea.. If rain comes, a light disappointment reveals, if it snows, undescribeable happiness show itself. Thankfullly, it usually snows as expected since ages. ..

Suddenly, someone appears and says “think about the homeless around”; as if the small kid, who watchs snow crystals with big astonishment and admires nature, is responsible of all misery and poorness…From that time; the death of small kid inside begins. Slowly and painfully… The unhappy greedy monster takes place of that baby who can be happy with small things



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