Light is dim
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In fact, it is naught
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Spring went into summer
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Yet summer stepped aside
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As autumn took its place
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Then autumn died
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And winter came to stay...
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Beyond the waste remains
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Of autumns decayed suit
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Neither heat nor frost
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Maketh any difference
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Silent solitude
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Winter's reign
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That which once was
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And perhaps once more
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To be ...sleeps
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In the land where dreams are reality
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And reality is no more to be
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If thou from 'ere canst see
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Solitaire reality
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Winter thy cryb and thus
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Thine crypt...
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...And by spring's soft embrace you will awake
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From winter's peaceful sleep...
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Sleep
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| Paradigma |
