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December
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Once again, this cold, desolate December night has arrived. There's fog as far as I can see, and the silence is so profound it chills the soul. Lying in my bed, looking out the window, I couldn’t help but think how time keeps slipping away. The black sky, visible through the cold winds, was clear, dotted with stars, yet the moon was nowhere to be seen.
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― Sukoon
― Sukoon
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The Winter Miles
The roads of solitude grow whiter,
And stones beneath us paler,
While the green fades completely —
Ahead of us.
Grey is the sombre tone we keep,
While wandering along the street
That becomes our destiny —
With each step.
Our knees fall into the snow;
The trembling stops at last,
Here our souls will find eternal rest —
In silent grace.
-Laura Chouette
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