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This cold wind chews at my skin immune to it's anger we smile at it's violent breath warmed by the beating rhythm inside
life's essence spirals through our being reflecting the gods
and the cosmos from within
our souls
feel
the intensity
of this fragile home
k Do not surrender to its violent assaultIt's relentless gusts of autumn chill
upon your warm and loving existence!
As nature's tears for poor Demeter swirl around your feet gently turn your face to the harsh weather in defiance of Hades!
She will return and bless us mere mortals with magnificent Springtime beauty once again
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