Of Ice and Wind...

Crisp wintery winds

Sweep through the trees

Abolishing what is left

Living, Frozen

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The crescent moon

Peers lonely, isolated

Between the wisps

Of cold night clouds

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Under my feet

Incessant grinding

Of flattened snow

Alone with night

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Souls cry tears

Of ice and wind

But not mine

I will fight until

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Blood ceases to flow