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Winter in the Dark Hallway

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Winter in the Dark Hallway,
Where the scents are abundant
and the trees illuminate with green
I run past the glassway
while gray skies peek in.

The aroma of pine,
The smell of cake,
The delicious sensation
of treats to bake--

We act happily.
We stress and cause annoyance,
We spin around and dance
in the emotional spectrum--

Bright lights claim the rooms,
But I take secret refuge
Deep within th elost Dark Hallways,
Where rampant emotions cease
and Winter's veil invites me in.





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