A Winter Song

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Deep into winter

Hope roots

I heard flowers singing

Half in real half in dream


I’m not philosophy

I just try to tell

Some truth

At a bitter winter night


I am old

I am young

Again and again

Listen to my favourite song


Many winters passed

Still, some’s coming

I’m not a cree indian

Trap lynx in deep snow


Some things come

Some things go

Winter night with my ancestor

Seeking for the hiding song

2013.01.31

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