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The unlit flame.
Here are my skin shivers,
a silent hymn of
winter's choir,
yet you,
my fire, remain unlit,
leaving me
to tremble alone.
even after the frost-laden night,
the...
a silent hymn of
winter's choir,
yet you,
my fire, remain unlit,
leaving me
to tremble alone.
even after the frost-laden night,
the...
