The Secrets To Our December
Riddles litter the ground I sleep
Monsters dwell
They hide: they creep
Afraid to feel
To know what's real
How am I to know
When frozen in snow?
Stars they dwindle
They sparkle--they flicker
In time we'll render
And so surrender
The secrets of our December.
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