Questions In Winter

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Looks down the tunnel for something not there,
The lights there can be deceiving he knows.
He still has no answers other than air.
He leaves the tunnel as the cold wind blows.
Winter now calls him, begging him to stay.
Questions. So many questions fill his head,
And his love of winter must wait today.
He will be, he hopes, to these answers led.
Winter says in one last final offer:
“There is no second spring, with me find rest.”
“I cannot lie down just yet” he tells her.
“I must find this and I must do my best.”
He didn’t find his second spring by dawn.
Success! To his final breath, carried on.

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