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coming wintertime

each step
leaves
a trace,
your habitation
is
impending
and consigned,
fame
conquers wings
and those
marked affairs,
your
dwelling place,
now
your eyes
watch
the sun
so worked,
waiting
for your long
and
heavy score.

Written by wolfatthedoor1966
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