and the light dims darker.Cold comes in
Night is the hunter.Beneath blankets we huddle,
outwaiting winter.Seasons define us-chilled our reminders.
Once we were cave,and spear,and fire
Now we are warmth(artificially added)
Outside,our homeless,shudder.
All that is wall will fall in time.
We burn in to Light,spark,fire.
Cool winds edge skin ,slip in to shadow
Darkness our season-dream in to tomorrow
Bravely,we stage Lights to hold darkness at bay
Nights are now longer than our dying days
Trees that were green bare bone decay
We are the seasons.We change this way.
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