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Storms of Winter leave an aftermath of silence.

When one can hear only the breathing of the land,
The mountain stands above all
-also silent-
Demanding nothing to be said.

Voices are lost in the wind - never to reach my tired ears.
Not one demand stifles this season when she wants quiet!

Thoughts are lost in the wind - never to reach my tired mind.
Not one idea can brighten this season when she wants darkness!

Let the snow fall!
I crave its silence!

Voices are lost forever to the wind; never to reach my tired ears again!

NEVER.

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