A Deep Breath
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TwilightEngel wrote...
I found this to be a beautiful poem of the struggles that humanity faces when going through the motions, and how we are so powerless to stop the hands of time. My favorite part was: "As surely as if Spring rode in on white, and not its finery of green./But the frost of your exhalation is not enough to cool you as the heat intensifies." To me, that perfectly describes how quickly the seasons seem to change. Great job!Thanks, this is probably the poem I'm most proud of, out of my current writings, and that line was probably the one I edited the most to try to get right, so it's good to see that it turned out well!