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Dead of Winter

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Days are now much shorter

Nights are growing cold.


Season of death

is now upon us

Summer withdraws her sword


The killing frost has come

to extinguish life once more

There's a cruel change in this air


Can you feel it?

Everywhere….


Forget about your sun and fun

Your peaceful, carefree days


Feel that chilling sting

upon your face

Old Man Winter is…

about to have his way


In winter's silent embrace,

as daylight fades

to black and gray.


The trees stand bare,

their limbs crackling

against the sweeping air.


The earth lies

snow-covered,

a ghostly silent scene.


With a crisp

sense of death

and decay.


The world is blanketed

in melancholy white—

a frozen feel that numbs

and slowly devours the soul.


The sun sets,

its exhausted light

chills rather than warms.


Beneath the cold surface,

the seeds of life lie dormant.


We put our faith

in death's icy grip,

praying for spring's

resurrection.


Winter, thus, represents the end—

a time for rest and reflection.


But death will not tear me apart,

for within it, life waits to be reborn.

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