Winter breezes are flowing by,
The untold is told, nothing to deny
I wanted to hide it but it streamed like rain.
The more I try the more it streamed
At last I stopped to hide as all my tries went to vain
But winter breezes are still flowing by
I wanted to be safe but it seemed the hardest
I builded my boundaries but it never lasted.
Spring is too far, the howling wind scares me.
When I look at the dark sky I feel the stare of an unknown eye.
But winter breezes are still flowing by
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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