Chokolaate

The wind

The wind

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Shattering dreams

Phantom fingers

Tugging at beams.

 

Howling, muttering

Battering sails

Through wild black seas

Where the siren wails.

 

Groaning, whispering

Rippling streams

In cold dark woods

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