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In a Winter Wood

I followed the tracks in the snow
In a Winter wood
Going on a journey
Life is so short, you know
 
A day,
Crisp and clear
I sensed so many people
Near
It is, as if...
They were here...
Too
 
In a Winter wood
I followed tracks in the snow
Until I discovered
They were mine
I followed me...
Destiny
 
Snow began to fall
So gently
I never noticed it at all
Yet people near
Never lost me
 
Tears, frosted white
In a Winter wood
That shone
In ethereal light
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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