Lost In Winter's Flight
For now this beauty is all I know and this song of pristine passion
Etched upon my joyous heart
Calls through endless corridors of love
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This clover dell
Of sparse trees
On Winters night
Delight
Where dreams transpire
To light a fire
Lost within your eyes
As dawn shall rise
Like hearts entwine
White snow shall blind our eyes
To only see poetic dreams
Lost in Winter's flight
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