Swinging in the lonely wind.
Shadows grow,
Dancing together with the trees.
Snow
falls.
Swirling.
The ground shimmers,
a carpet of frozen crystals.
A chill sweeps through the forest.
Frost following close behind.
Your breath hangs in the air.
Drifting.
The sun bows his head to the moon.
A silent good night.
Blue shifts to purple,
Then fades to black.
Stars paint the sky.
Shining,
Shining.
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