The rays of summer sun
Have grown so cold
The shivering breeze
Tells of winter's return
As cold as the wind
A soul can turn into as well
As wilted as a flower once so vivid
A mind may become too
How did all turn into this
Greyness in all it's forms
Every dawn it's getting darker
Inside me and outside my window
The ground not yet frozen
Is calling me
Dust to dust as they say
The only way of all that's living
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