The soul spring

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Now the frost has moved away its grasp
what repressed was is to glimpse at light
changing bright warm yellow into white
slowly yet but quick enough to feel
not for long will leisure us caress
winter did sure put her sword away
just to drive us into foolish bliss
just to sway our heads away to sleep
lo ! To strike again at necks exposed
with a mortal breath of everlasting cold.


( ALnei )


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