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Still
Still-
About the soul, I left thinking
Now, two inches of snow has fallen
Over that meadow, where did I go
Everything here, then gone
Watching birds of joy and happiness fly by
Peaceful rain beating down
Sun stretching over trees, now sinks below hills
Leaves fall, life seems paused-
Still, for a moment
Sun dies away, warmth hides for frost
Still, sitting still, eyes out window
Waiting for your return
Where did I go
The snow is falling
Has it been this long, staring through windows, waiting for your shadow casted among meadow hills
How long have I been here-
Waiting for beautiful songs to fill ears and flood thines soul
As I listen, the stillness, cold
Snow falls, months like hours, slowly progressing
A glimpse then gone, the world changes
Yet- I'm here, paused, at the meadow still
Waiting -
Where did I go -
For your return
Still...

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