
Winters Maladies
Published on Mon, 15th Jun 2026 at 22:58
Winters maladies beset this mind;
what of me will find the line?
frozen pines still lace the times
where a journeys eye did reach the blind!
Blustery madness lingers in walls;
what of me will make the call?
chosen lines regale the fall
where morrows heart did land in
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