Sunday, December 17, 2023

Oh December Period of maudlin despair How loud shout your defenders With bells and songs to spare
Oh dark winter evenings Creeping with quiet desperations Building up silent longings Of future and past companions
Oh cold chilly air Blow in winds of sadness Settling in my cozy lair With my memories and loneliness
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