Wintertime Dreaming
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In the delicate snowflake of a dream
An icy, white beauty enchanted me;
More sumptuous than summer's fair flowers,
Yet a sure sign of Nature's darker powers.
For Beauty is not merely golden light,
But frosted, black branches in wintertime.
She whispers her secrets in star-strewn nights.
She treads the line between discord and rhyme.
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