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When the darkness binds
whatever light alone finds
in the absence of silence
when heart has no balance,
if love is but a whisper
and within there is only winter,
where all die and wither
as dying life is just a river.

Gentle snow is a blessing
as cancer within is progressing,
a constant battle against emotion
seeking to drown us all in an ocean,
disease of feeling again beloved
like drowning in a dark room so flooded,
in the cold future in loneliness I die
and to all abandoned I say goodbye.