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On Winter II
Frost tightens its grip Our path becomes uncertain Ice in every word . CLP 09.12.2018 →
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On November
Sombre trees stand bare Paths buried by scorned leaves Lost travellers weep . CLP 10/11/2018 →
Frost tightens its grip Our path becomes uncertain Ice in every word . CLP 09.12.2018 →
Sombre trees stand bare Paths buried by scorned leaves Lost travellers weep . CLP 10/11/2018 →