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Can you see the chill?
The breath that crystals form to still.
Silent screams of somber notes.
A single word is all she wrote.
Cold, she said unto herself.
A modicum of winter's wealth.
Until the fields are filled with green,
and whippoorwills begin to sing.
Until the sun can warm my skin,
I will not miss the days at end.
I will not wake up from this dream.
I am asleep, for all it seems.
I know what's real, this couldn't be it.
For it's so cold that you can see it.
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