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Snow piled on the ground whilst I slept,
Pure white specks of water cascading
From the darkest corners of the sky,
And unbeknownst to me my heart lept
Like the tongue of a forest insect,
Snatching at air and not knowing why.
Morning made the world as bright
And tempting as empty paper,
And at the border of vision and sight
I saw an endless expanse, upon which
Doubt, hope, fear, bliss, and pain,
Were imprinted by the footsteps of light.
With aching brain, locked inside my house,
Thoughts of time overcame timeless thoughts.
Yet even the winter months could not douse
The flame that compels the world to grow.
And so, asleep or awake, joyous or sad,
My heart begs the world to be its spouse.
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