.O, the biting pulse of my memories
Gnawing the roots of my pain
O, the icy tendrils of the past
Striking my heart with a cold, whipping chill
O, the mountainsâ moan,
The cackling of the crows
Singing the forestâs refrain
Winds whistling through
My deep and wooded home
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