Whispers of change
The snow whispers softly through the night,
The cold wraps around me low, a thick veil.
Snowflakes fall gently, covering earth in white,
A chil creeps in, as Shadows softly sail.
Love feels like ice, distant and hard to hold.
Oh, how love feels like a fire, dying in the dark.
Sadness raps around my heart, in a grip so cold.
How does sadness ligure...
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