The snow may cover our tracks... but we can never forget that we made them in the first place. Our lives are as temporary as the snow, our footprints may disappear in time, but our memories are important. It's because though we try so hard to blot out the difficult moments, we can't lose the best ones.
The final lines of Blankets:
"How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface.
To make a map of my movement--
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