By Decree Of Winter
"All access beyond this point
Is now discouraged".
As sternly, dourly upheld
By its ice-cold will
That, iron gated, confines
All that's skin and bone
For graveyard's place, spooky-sombre
Wailed back through. Nerves chill.
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