Little Wing in a Snowspell

for my sleep, i do apologize

but at three, the witches,

the witches, they do arise

as then must i

but these witches

they come bearing gifts

such as worries, wants and, of snow,

a great silence

a great silence vining

a great silence vining with that other great force which is your heart

so, for now, my keeper of forest and flame

these

are

my

words

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