A quiet and beautiful piece of text to give to you, my friend who works in gift box packaging

The wind and snow on the mountain top,

Is it farewell, or a promise we make?
Mountains high and roads long, yet longing cannot stop,
In this life, how I long to see you, for old time's sake.
No tears need fall, no debts to repay,
It's nothing but a flicker of time, come what may.

Old heavy luggage, hands cold as ice,
The words of advice, repeated twice,
Still linger in my heart, so clear and true.
Towering buildings, row upon row,
Turn into sorrow that daily grows.
One moment they hold me back,
The next, they push me forward on life's track.

Gaze at the sunset glow on the horizon,
Swallowed by the darkness, soon it's gone.
The moon hangs high o'er the distant hill,
"How have you been these years?"—time standing still.
Why have you grown so silent, so still?
So many words unspoken, no one to hear your will.

The wind and snow on the mountain top,
Is it farewell, or a promise we make?
Mountains high and roads long, yet longing cannot stop,
In this life, how I long to see you, for old time's sake.
No tears need fall, no debts to repay,
It's nothing but a flicker of time, come what may.

The wind and snow on the mountain top,
Is it farewell, or a promise we make?
Mountains high and roads long, yet longing cannot stop,
In this life, how I long to see you, for old time's sake.
No tears need fall, no debts to repay,
It's nothing but a flicker of time, come what may.

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