Life
Why is my house so noisy? Where has the silence gone? The monsters I gave birth to still argue like cat and dog making my brain turn to fog. I feel like a mess. Like the kitchen, the living room and the bloody rest. Where had the silence gone?
Winter is coming
Winter is coming Stark words ring true winter is coming rainy days versus chilly nights rise to roads covered in sparkles as the breeze sings between the leaves of life insisting trees shed their skin embracing the season of white bitter winds sweep smiles from faces clouds skip from grey to ivory convincing snow to fall on frostbitten noses crimson and draped in ice Starks are always right in the end Winter has come and will come again.
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