a day called "the eve".

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this time of year:

melancholy and heaviness are my companions. 

bittersweetness awaits me on the other side

of the path i walk this day. 

i can't help it:

it's who i am. 

it's what i feel. 

i knelt in deep snow

and shed a heartfull of tears. 

later in the evening:

those who are special to me

lifted me up out of the burden

and 

helped me find the awe. 

i love the snow. 

i love the winter. 

i am grateful for those who are my guides. 

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