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[allthekeys]

[The handwriting is graceful, each letter almost art in and of itself]

As winter chill dims northern sky,
and summers warmth drifts into dreamer's eye,

Where words become naught but memory,
and love brings only newborn misery,

Where new crisp air cries for remembered warmth,
And loss lingers to close to remember peace,

Death is ever the dearest friend,
and life a distant, unwavering foe,

Hope seems hard to find,
Here where light dims to night,

But shadow might prove the truer goal,
Than distant lady in tower of bright,

We must gather and forward go,
Or else what glitters shall not be gold,

Only truth can unlock the path....