It is cold in my heart, and the blizzard rages, rages
yet turning around I see one long line of footsteps,
steady in the snow – the fact that it is fading
is irrelevant to the purpose which brought me here –
home awaits at the end of the journey,
warmth will come back and thaw.
Still, a long way to go yet.
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