Songs Of Seasons: 04 by Subhas Chandra Chakra

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It has knocked hard,
So hard this time-
On the doors
shut from within,
Calling without a name,
the winter has come.

The winter has come
With all the allergies
With all the disgrace
With all the distance
emerging out of nowhere,
this is no more a season
of moments to celebrate,
nor of moments to lament,
But to shrink down
as much as you can
to the core of your
very existence.

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