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The winter cameA sudden flame
Held burning hands
So red inside
Where will we hide
When cold descends
Around the bends
Crystal velvet folds
In eerie whites
The Silent night's
Repeat a name
One all the same
Who understands
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-12-24 at 21:04
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