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Winter

I know the winter is cold
It brings out your fears
All throughout the years
I know the winter is cold
It makes you think
Of all the things you miss
I know the winter is cold
It's dead and lonely
Suddenly nice are the phoney
I know the winter is cold
Because I've been afraid and alone
And I can't break free
Of the everlasting winter entrapping me

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A season which has its own impact on the lives of individuals, has been brought forth by the poet with its emotional dimensions. Wonderful tableau of seasons' vicissitudes. Thanks for sharing.