The first and the last collab with him. Stumbled across it after years! Despite those being happy times, this just flowed out when we sat next to each other excited like kids, eager to write. These words were too gloomy to resonate with our state then. Now it seems like they were a premonition to what was destined.
Beneath a shroud of ice, the memories sleep, Not melancholic, but quietly fading, Frosty touch of time buries them deep, The horizon, the earth, all in ice, cascading.
Autumn sighs and yields to the wintery embrace, Along the rugged path, it walks the final mile. Bruises cease to bleed, and hearts find solace, Yet the chill of ice remains, its hold dark and vile.
Soon to merge with the soft grace of the earth.
Within the frozen depths, lies the forgotten reason,
To thaw and feed affection upon a warm hearth.
Perhaps in this thaw, a trace of us will linger, Or perhaps we will rest, covered in ice forever.
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