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Whispering winds in the midst of dawn,
Break winter’s grip, its coldness gone...
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In the quiet of winter's end,
Where frost once claimed its reign...
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Wind blowing through trees
The instruments of nature...
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Oh, friend once close, in passion's fiery dance,
Now vanished, like a fleeting specter's chance...
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It was religion.
The yellow viper will strike...
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Like Elijah the prophet, you seem.
Upholding the beacon of God's wisdom...
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I see all of me in you
Blue eyes, fair hair, full lips...
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Your trajectory was
rising. People rode the stars...
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Our love reminds me of the sea and shore
Where the water and sand will first attract...
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september hovers over my bloated fingers before
pressing her petite lips on them and leaving...
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I decided to walk out of your life
Without looking back at your sight...
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A medieval smile
picks up the frozen pain...