Winter Solace is calling my name
Into clear clean white
Laced up
I only know what I know
I don't know your way
Or why
Or for any reason that there is a reason
This random game of chance
We built this world into pieces
And so it is time to retreat
Into the deep bright unknown
Buried layers where I find
Inside
Rest
In the mind
Coldness
Burning
This time it will heal
This time I will feel
This time I will let go
This time I will be safe
This time I need not fear
Being alone
I have my window
I see a view
Tiny lights of people
All inside
Looking out back at me
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