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The last leaves fall

As I trip in to my grave

The power

Grips me

Destined to shiver

In the storm of ages

As my soul fades, the crystals form

Form…

For all time

I shall die

For all time, I shall die

Frozen in time as the world passes me by

Free from pain and free from woe

A fixture in the forest of time

Never again will I see the dawn

My eyes’ gaze opaque and endless

A mound beneath the snow

Kneeling at the power of winter

The sun on my skin

Doesn’t feel the same as it would to you

Warmth and cold

The same