It gathers on the window pane
Droplets humid, icy stain
Lucid hearts are mythical
Wilder than tyrannical

Hidden life emotive veins
Bluish prior to leaving lanes
Flows are snows accumulate
Taken up with making bait

Sideways glance and mess eraser
Drunk on only gnarly chasers
Pickle juice and winter stone
Cemented obit never known

Last to hear and first to taste
Lead by honor's murky haste
Patient paths are found undone
Ever losing what was won

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