It is a cold night so relentlessly cold
There is little one can do but become
The coldness seeping in from everywhere
No warm clothing or thoughts can warm it
It is from somewhere else this time not the
Climes we know of from weather reports
Not the distant seas where the storms are
From every year this time of year this part
Of the world that has had tasted hell's fires
You're colder every year we say every year
To the cold saying you're older every year
If it is as cold as this we could be found
Cold tomorrow to everything that stirs.
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