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I've been out
In winter's desolation
There's no love out there
Just the bitter cold
I yearn for the warmth
of summer on my back.
Snow has drifted
And swallowed things whole
I wonder will they ever see
that lovely light again?
Strong walls are falling
Tumbling under the weight.
Could they not hold the forces
That keep pulling them apart?
Were those beautiful walls
just a story?
Or are they a part
Of the landscape of my delight?

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