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seasons, love, cold

A SEASON'S TOUCH

The darkness of the autumn night
The cold breeze that starts to chill my soul
The thought of this season ending
And the colorful leaves that hang no more
They leaving me with memories and nothing to feel
The emptiness of the barren winter leaves my soul screaming out for life
But there is nothing.
Only ice.
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