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Old Man Winters journey
Old Man Winters journey The snow like a<b> silent </font></b>blanket falls Covering the quiet town I walk alone The darkness wraps me in its cold embrace I see the warm lights of the houses Knowing that families have escaped the wind The ice The winters grip of cold No frozen wasteland assails them My footfalls causing the drifts to swirl higher My rage matches the storm without For I have no one to warm me inside My heart is a frozen entity No joy and no hope Aging and yet not dying Passing through the seemingly dead trees Knowing that soon the life within will be renewed As my travels make me slumber Old Man Winter sleeps And Mother Spring starts her reign Until then, I rule. Alone |
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