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Aug 2020
A soft song
Carries on through
The dead of winter

On this cold night
Nothing but a sigh
Of a soft and gentle voice

Not a soul can be seen
On a blank canvas of fresh white snow

Only her gentle melody
Lures me
And I follow her song

Within this blank canvas
The frozen soft breeze is mesmerizing

Still, her beautiful song
Pulls at my feet
Captivating me

A winter of desolation
Was never lonely by her side
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