I wrote a poem amicis meis
I am a creature of winter
I thrive in the dark and the cold
Empty eyes
Empty mouth
Empty heart
Winter dark, I call you winter dark
I call you through the wind
They say I am mad and insane
But it is wind that is mad
Empty ears
Empty hands
Empty mind
Winter dark, O winter, winter dark,
I call you through the wind
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