Winter Song
ice
brushing..
repeating...
it's winter song..
snow falling, twirling
a lonely sparrow cries
frozen vines turn to windchimes
scribbled trees in vision withdraw
ghosts are singing in the blizzard's roar
an ice river hushes in frozen awe.
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