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Think not the snow

Clinging to my lashes

Melting away to go

Bothers me

What does is

The craving for

Untainted bliss

Like never before

A place to call

My very own

When all else falls

In vague uncertainity

A fire to warm me

In the freezing cold

When the trees I see

Are naked and bare

A ray of light

Piercing the darkness

With the promise in sight

That tomorrow may be a better day



  1. Very good. Very very good. Peace.

  2. Gorgeous and touching.

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