Await Spring
To hinder the demise of a thin snow,
is harder sought through wilting eyes
Brush time off your shoulders to kiss a broad faith
Sweet flowers do fall from the given warmth of skies
Before long, ones truth will fade to still yellow,
to spy spring through chained doors
Now beams of new light warm the touch of cold skin,
from hidden wars
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