cold enters me as i begin my journey
silence and darkness cover my path
water drops from the face of the moon
echo my loneliness; loneliness my echo
moon hides behind clouds of water
path now shrouded in deathly silence
journey ends as i am paralyzed with cold
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A Father's Story
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