The darkest winter lives in the heart
And pale are the fires, on dread winter's hearth;
Cold is the welcoming, cold is the blast,
Cold is the future, fresh from the past.
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This one to me was enjoyable to read and consider.... sometimes that is what it is..................... Jim Troy