Alone Amongst the Trees
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Winds whipping my soul
Coldness wont let go
White squalls blind my hopes
What for do I exist at all
Birch trees sway in the wind
Dancing to skies grey and grim
Pathways lead only to graves
Alone I lie amongst the trees
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2018
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