After a long struggle to break past
A mirror of uncertainty
I kneel by that old fire place
It is a warmth that defeated so many winters before
But for some reason,
I cannot feel it against my face
Situations seem so dire,
But it never crossed my mind before
I will not shed a single tear
A bitter numbness inside of me
Shall melt into patience
I can wait another year
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