there is a time . . .

a rooster is calling for the day to break

while the wind chase away shadows of the night

and the body desperately struggle

adapting to the change of season

the closing of every window

the layers upon layers of clothes

to protect against it all

the lack of light

the cold

the despair that comes along with it

an most of all

the unknown

it is time to light a fire

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