Silver rings held in the air
As I release my breath
Floating delicately up
Then not at all
I lay in a bed of clouds
So cold
It seeps into my bones
My mind so numb
I hardly notice
The sun makes it's rotation
I am still
Never wavering as I lay here
Soon the cold takes over
The clouds engulfing me
Taking me to a wonderland
Where I will never be cold again
Except forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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