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Description
Silence grasps the crisp cool air, a breeze, a season's change.
Hope is but a distant call; Fading. Elation is estranged.
The familiar death of winter's breath I first felt long ago,
The moss, the leaves the plants, the trees, around me cease to grow.
Alone and lost I found myself, I lament every day,
Condemned to rust, becoming dust, existence fades away.

Description
Silence grasps the crisp cool air, a breeze, a season's change.
Hope is but a distant call; Fading. Elation is estranged.
The familiar death of winter's breath I first felt long ago,
The moss, the leaves the plants, the trees, around me cease to grow.
Alone and lost I found myself, I lament every day,
Condemned to rust, becoming dust, existence fades away.