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the stars breathe frost as cold as death.
i shiver some, and hold my breath.
twilight lurks beyond the sea ~
i hear the song it calls to me.
faint like whispers in the dew,
so very old and almost new.
reminding me there comes a dawn,
and I, like dust, must carry on.
Copyright © MMXV Richard D. Remler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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