Icy wind of night, be gome.
This is not your domain.
In the sky a bird was heard to cry.
Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds
Belied a deathly silence that lay all around.
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Golden sunflakes settle on the ground,
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Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room.
Golden sunflakes covering the ground,
Bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room.