Nights are longer;
Far is the simmering sun,
In this reign of the moon;
Light quickly fades,
As darkness descends;
Grey sky, nature weaves,
Gone are the leaves;
Even a gentle breeze,
Makes you freeze;
Creatures go forth,
In search of warmth;
Nature's dark laidback style,
Is the stark winter.
Good one dude.... Indeed, winter has already begun :)
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