Winter's Lie

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Winter's silver breath was finally here,

Daylight was gray; the sky disappeared.

Earth shed crystals, gemlike tears,

And like liquid they'll vanish, it's the sun that they fear.

With gray clouds hanging overhead,

Snow falls every so gracefully, creating thicker beds.

World was now white and life was all dead;

Green will return soon when the sun becomes red

When winter's silver breath drifts through the sky,

It's what's left of the land that leans over and cries.

Color is vanished, songs of birds die,

Beauty in winter-but do not believe the lie.

For winter is dark,

Beneath all, his selfish heart;

And in the end, his only art

Is an eternal night with no glowing stars.

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