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Gaze upon the ancestral skies

Where whispers pierce the frost -bitten air

A heavy heart, burdened by the weight of silence

Glimmers of a fading soul, lost in the cold

Fires flicker under the veil

Yet darkness resides

Specters of longing roam

these desolate woods

The moon watches through veils of sorrow

A silent witness to the unraveling thread

Memories collide with the frostbitten ground

Each breath, a struggle against the consuming void

Fires flicker under the veil

Yet darkness resides

Specters of longing roam

these desolate woods

In the shadows, I hear the call of the departed

Their voices cry their haunting refrain

I reach for the light, but it slips through my fingers

Left with nothing but empty skies

Fires flicker under the veil

Yet darkness resides

Specters of longing roam

these desolate woods

As dawn breaks, the fire slowly dies

The weight of dawn, dancing in song

I look toward the shrouded horizon

Seeking solace where the northern lights descend