Cool Wind
I splash the earth with orange color
Hour by hour the days grow smaller
I hold summer and defy the frost
Until this timeless battle is lost
I’m the one who ushers in death
Cool winds carry the last breath
I make the bears go to sleep
Fish will slow, critters won't creep
Then with inevitable galactic reason
The earth will tilt to the frozen season
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