Black silhouettes
of naked trees
Stand tall
In the ally.
Pale leafs swirl
At my feet.
I stroll here
Occasionally,

Oh god it is so beautiful!
Above rests the sky in heavy grey drapes

The cold morning air
Is marked with
Soft clouds
When i breath,
A little girl.
With yellow ribbons
In her hair
Places a rose
In the frozen Earth.

She truly resembles
The most innocent
Princess naive and
Utterly unaware
Of the bitterness
Captured in this
Tragic garden of
Marble icons!

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