An Ember's Light Amid the Frost
Forget those words, cold, distant calls
Penned to lead you o’er the falls
Toward blank white emptiness below
Hush now, your gurgled snarl
vile drool of fettered rage
Your words have not yet come of age
Yet they burn in flameless fire
Purging all but one desire
One word, that word, that perfect tone
Leave it there, a diamond lost,
Upon the edgeless yellow page
An ember’s light amid the frost
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