| Winter's cold | | Print | |
| Written by Hoakz | |
| Wednesday, 01 January 1997 | |
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Winter's cold, turned into spring, and back to chill again. Frozen hearts begun to sing, in silent solitude. I hear the whisper in the wind, I beg the earth to hold me firm, to let me fly, above the pain, upon the sky, to reach, the stars in heaven. Give me breath, to raise my voice, and call out loud, her name: my choice. |
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