Falling crystals of snow;
Golden eyes glint.
The silence well known;
Narrows eyes to squint.
A smirk and a blow.
Smoke lingers and flows.
Narrow eyes soon widen
and stops all of a sudden.
The day bows its head;
The night begins to sob.
An "ahou" is said.
A fishbone then drops.
Author's notes: Okay...that was more of a visual poem....so if you really wanna know what it means, you can just e-mail me!
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