fire and ice
the candle flickers,
the reminder of ice.
Ice and fire,
a mixture of winter.
A battle over comfort,
a battle over living or dying.
Fire and ice live side by side.
The flickering of the flame
a beacon in the black night.
A beacon of hope where there is none
but deathly cold stillness
the incomprehensible mutter of winter.
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