Compose the colours
of a winter symphony
to end a grey day

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Compose the colours
of a winter symphony
to end a grey day

a winter grey day
knit the season into a
cloud-covered jumper
the last of the leaves
to seethe at the sight of love
leaving love alone
The receding stars
Born into the world fresh, whole
Slowly fragmenting
cold winds whisper thoughts
divide people with money
some smile, others freeze
The moon hides away
we pass fluorescent Lichen
covering the trees
Whispers on the wind
a stall calls me, come over
The Clairvoyant smiles
Grey moss-covered day
the chilly aer touches me
Green wintry feels come
Melting frost, Sunny
the vine curls towards the sun
Dew drops are falling
Unkempt grass and weeds
the gothic fence stays hidden
Ghosts of flowers sway