Ice Age
She looked at me from
The sky, full of her eyes.
And set my Spring on a fire
Where my stars and moon started to burn.
And I couldn't find any place to run away.
I dug a hole to Hades to hide all the ashes.
Then the sound of thousand years of silent breaking,
Generated a crack,
Through which I came back to the ground again.
And I find
Ice age, solitude, and white back in my world.
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