wind blowing coldly
sky bluer than arctic ice
winter is coming
last blooms are brought in
fruit collected in basket
winter is coming
night falls so heavy
on the evergreen forest
winter is coming
frost we are promised
grass will crackle underfoot
winter is coming
sleep is our master
too short the night till waking
winter is coming
06 November 2007
winter is coming
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