The cold sun streaming down

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wrapped all around in winter wind

tears of ice upon my face

the cold sun streaming down

dresses me in flowing lace

a cry escapes upon my breath

my frosty lashes glisten

in the cold sun streaming down

there is no one there to listen

lonely is my frozen heart

alone always I stand

and the cold sun streaming down

falls pale upon my shadowed land

 

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