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Woolen warmth, bread and steel

I wander, whipping wind, lacking sight I ride

The storm will be lasting the night

But I still have days

Lost hope, losing my path

I only go where feels right

The storm will never suppress

Embers slowly burn out

Losing reason to push on

Too far gone

I will push on

Frozen solitude

Seven days and seven nights

I carry on

Knee deep in misery

I carry forward

Frostbitten memories

Where everything starts to blend

As I shiver softly

Waiting for this end

Can I go on

A feeling once so fragile

As the warmth starts to return

I finally feel I'm home

The storm will be over tonight

A fire in the haze

All hope, finding my path

Warming end to days