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death awaits last of the embers and the hearth is numbed by sleet barren by midwinter's breath leaving only the stubs underneath the smoke that is reaching out to the clouds in hopes of Sol's fiery wreath yet He remains hidden and the smoke begins to fade the hearth completely freezes over while the stubs continue to withstand cruel Winter's escapade
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Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 11:33 AM UTC
Midwinter
death awaits last of the embers and the hearth is numbed by sleet barren by midwinter's breath leaving only the stubs underneath the smoke that is reaching out to the clouds in hopes of Sol's fiery wreath yet He remains hidden and the smoke begins to fade the hearth completely freezes over while the stubs continue to withstand cruel Winter's escapade
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Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 11:33 AM UTC
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