the_lost_winter raze no_attempts to_dust this_soft_ground with_glowing_hearts. only_the_lonely lies_i've_been_told singing_over_the_bones of_houses_left_with_not_a_stick_unbroken. something_you_should_know: it_is_cold_where_she_comes_from, and_every_day_i_die trying_to_find a_well_placed_silence in_the_hazy_milk_of_twilight. 241107 what's it to you? who go blather from