Winterscore ©
Wednesday, December 2, 2020
In the forbidden land
In the forbidden land
After the apple bite
Where temporaries stand
Toppled by righteous light
Not looking for a door
Yet here lies the threshold
My feet can move no more
Knowing the warmth grows cold
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