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-Days of a Winters Light-
Summer springs of drifting dreams, Like autumn twilight.
Burning bright, brighter still. The crimson on snow, still we must go to discover winters light.
Heavy drops fall from heaven, their burden but a leaf tossed in turn of winds gracless smile.
Still yet another mile asscending mountains which have no peak. Dreaming dreams which none shall ever seek.
Beleiving in nothings soothing lullaby, finding crimson where souls have wept and lept to heaven's eye!