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Winter

My name is Winter

I live in a cold climate

I make it my own

I don’t care if the trees are bare

And I don’t care if I’m alone

I blow snowflakes, I bring rain

Sometimes I hibernate, sleep with the bears

Ice in my mouth, I blow birds south

Like grains of pepper in the air

  Winter

  My name is Winter

  I am a very cold man

Long white fingernails, frost in my beard

Swordsmen of icicles fight in my hands

Soot and stains, long blue veins

Shadowed like a map of Japan

  Winter

  My name is Winter

  I am a very cold man

  I am a very cold man