Oh winter you're
Passionate artist in the night
Foggy sheet among trees and cottages
Blockaded chilly air to pass
Through windows
Steamed rice and bread smell in early night
Elders enjoying small fire
Environ few plants, hither thither
Your presence glued on skin
Coolant sandal wood paste
Today i need no moon
Distasteful memories i have thrown out
Having date with book
I just bought from star
Today fly away fairies
Full of lights, night dim
Over mountain a knight approaching
Twenty six miles long far distance
There is narrow valley like ours
Breathing hash
Underneath of vague winter
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