Stepping out into the single
digit world
Where the air begins to bite
And a crisp silence falls
Snow crunching underneath
Hiding deadly black ice
Slink with a burning cold
A lone owl calls in the distance
For a lover in the night
His feathers crusty with frost
Just the two of us in this frozen
eve
Both so alone
Yet we have each other
Strength bubbles up
Breaking through the bitter
flakes
And warms the soul
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