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Still waters
That here run so deep
Are all but frozen now,
But there is
life beneath the ice.
This winter
Has been long and fierce.
The freeze
has settled in.
The fish swim slowly,
Hardly daring to dream
Of that
day
When the thaw will release the tides.
Waves will
roll,
Free of this season's unyielding grip.
They are not dead,
Though
some don't yet know
This is simply the way of it:
There will come another spring,
Another warm day,
Another time
When the leaves
will float
Like clouds above them.
There will be a time of plenty,
Then another winter.
This is just the way of nature.
This is just the
way of life.
Those
Who survive
Winter
Will see the sun.
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