When winter surpasses fall
And spring stays silent,
The summer groves chill
Beneath an icy grave.
The eagle’s cry is heard afar
The lion’s roar is never whispered.
Like the leaves never seen
And the rivers never heard,
The whiteness blinding skies
Are seen through ever more.
As the waves of hope are frozen
Penetrating shame diffusing,
The stifling color of joy
Is shaded by the leaves never seen
and blinded by the ever whiteness skies.
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