True winter promise
Each winter night
Descends through the fog
The delicate dew drops
To sleep on the shoulders
Of petals and leaves
Only to disappear
Well before sunrise
Leaving behind moisture
With the unbroken promise
Of seeing the next night
Descends through the fog
The delicate dew drops
To sleep on the shoulders
Of petals and leaves
Only to disappear
Well before sunrise
Leaving behind moisture
With the unbroken promise
Of seeing the next night
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