Drab sarcophaguses at night’s edge
slide silently into wintry, flake white openings;
a dark eye of a still snowy heart beats,
lost at the centre of fast breeding diatribes
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Well-crafted with an excellent choice of words! Will add to my favs. Thanks, roshni.