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Winter
i peer
through lacy curtains
that night has sewn
upon my window
at footsteps
that lead to you
the stars weave themselves
between the clouds
of winter's loom
a cold wind howls
beneath the unseen moon
a mother's lullaby
i feel the hands of time
gently tap
from the edge of night
and sanity
i sit alone
beneath the shadows
and watch
as my footsteps
fade to white
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