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Winter darkness creeps

Covers the surroundings

In a cloak of snow

Hiding all the withered

Knee-deep in the forest

The wooden home of anger

Breathing the once fresh air

Now stinking foul

My heart is aching

Reminder of the times

Moon of pain rises

Over the landscape

I wander deeper and deeper

Into the mighty forest

Still searching for it

The balance of man and nature