It was trying to see snowfall in darkness--
Avoiding the spider's web
Without moonlight
A blind path where every joy
(every tragedy)
Could come true
This coldest night of the year,
Don't knock on my door
To search my soul
As if it belongs to you...
You have a winter heart
(from Mythos)
2008
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