White

All that noise

Is gone now

This and that

Covered by snow

Hiding, awaiting

Better times

I wish

My own winter was eternal

Being frozen to the core

With no spring in sight

Feelings, relations all

Destructive illusions

Cannot hurt or disturb

The peace of mind

A frozen harmony

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