Cold…

Cold was the weather,
And cold was the time,
And he was defamed,
With the rust of the slime.

Staggering into his memories,
And flipping by his days, aside,
Ignored his new coming,
And then  leaving all behind.

Thinking much was not his passion,
But she did taught him this time,
And the world he lived was with her,
And fear to come out, as she will hide.

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