You said the snow
spoke to you;
spoke to you
of harsh winters
and icy climes,
spoke of frozen soldiers
in Russian winters,
of Gulags and deaths.
You were one
with the wintery wind;
it spoke of shipwrecks
and ****** drowned,
of foreign armadas
with broken masts,
the high wind
and wintery palaces,
revolutions and blood
soaked in snow,
and armies lost,
and nowhere to go.
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 2:57 AM UTC
You said the snow
spoke to you;
spoke to you
of harsh winters
and icy climes,
spoke of frozen soldiers
in Russian winters,
of Gulags and deaths.
You were one
with the wintery wind;
it spoke of shipwrecks
and ****** drowned,
of foreign armadas
with broken masts,
the high wind
and wintery palaces,
revolutions and blood
soaked in snow,
and armies lost,
and nowhere to go.
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