The Four Seasons

The four seasons

our moods


hope for the new dawn of light


basking in the glorious light


the slow spiral downward towards darkness


the feeling of the cold chill of darkness

Then a new year

the cycle begins afresh

Whilst we wish for perpetual summer

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Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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