I know supervisual effects
Of your impressive beauty,
That evil from my heart detects.
O, winter, do your endless duty.
You're wearing earth and trees
With whiteness, brilliant snow.
You don't wanna freeze,
But it is duty, yours... I know.
And I'm not angry. Love your time.
I'm always waiting winter prime.
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