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Winter Mime Time
silence befalls the play in winter's hall
birds stalled, stage-struck, do not call
trees with naked branches mime their lines
with no clothes their nakedness much maligns
dawn's curtain call has lights subdued
the scene is shrouded in dark hues, grey imbued
all is dank, cold and clammy with frowning faces
on the play's cast, struck dumb in their places.
the birds and animals dare not be called
for winter has all life frozen spellbound enthralled
hung up like coats and hats on hall racks, iced comatose
all things hibernating awaiting winter's curtain call close
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