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Winter draws closer
and summer has passed
move forward, move quickly,
too much, too fast
suns fall on horizon
wood fires and mists
eyes water from cold
hands clenched to fists
clear sky
wrap up
long months ahead
It’s time now, I’m ready
I’m ready for bed.