Darkness descends on this town I'm in
So full of purity, yet so full of sin
Winger begins rearing her ugly face
Soon very soon I'll feel her bitter embrace
Cold damp rain, the sentry of her force
Soon ice shall fall with little to no remorse
The purity of snow still awaits to be seen
With sun shining upon it with brilliant sheen
How purity comes from such evil is uknown
How beauty from such ugliness can be shown
I will take winter's good along with her bad
Welcome the approaching season and be glad
Thankful in heart, I accept what she will bring
And wait, patiently wait, for the coming of spring
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