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Dec 2019
A grey sky, heavy as lead, dulls my window
Listless I lie, propped up by a pillow.
A restless little bird chirps the world awake
Watching from my bed, I feel cold as a snake.

Death has darkened every ***
What was once alive now sticky with rot
On a mouldy stem, hangs a red rose
A patch of colour that time froze.

And all the bugs have crawled away
Sensing destruction's here to stay
Oh... how I wish that winter came
Its white veil...  to shroud the decay.

Death only ever shies away...
When crisp white flakes fall on the day
And all that's ravaged is now frozen
Suddenly  Autumn's curse is broken.
Written by
Ana Coman
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