Winter Again
I came across your unfinshed poem
I wondered where you were
I sit in silence
A dusty room
A lonely candle burns
You always filled my soul with love
Your fragile dreams unfold
In murmurous whims
This fairy tale
For now lies untold
So long ago
A perfect love
In beauty
Played our song
And now the winding river dies
For Winter's breath
Consume
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