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she is cold we can feel her winter breath she chills our napes with her gelid icy hand we take to our warming hearths to shelter from her frostiness she has no charity nor any compassion how baleful her season of bitterness
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 4:35 AM UTC
Winter's Bitterness (Etheree Poem)