Untitled, Unfinished Poem

<i>”“Walk along the path of chang­ing sea­sons
Show­ers of leaves fill the air
The dark night is clos­ing in
Cold wind blows through your hair…
Snow ices the ground with its touch
At mid­win­ter the dark­ness abounds
The warm glow burns inside
Whilst the dark and ice are all around.</i>
.…(unfinished)

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