The cold wind blew across the barren plain
In his cave-like home, he stayed close to the fire
The flames creating images in his delusional mind
He sees images of a life now lost
A love now gone
As he wind howls through his old house
It kills the fire
His warmth, his delusions gone
The wind freezes his blood
Eyes still focused on the empty hearth
Now empty of a soul
He travels across space for a short bit
He sees someone waiting for him
Wearing the same white dress from years ago
Holding out a gloved hand
Reaching for each other once again
Until the next life can bring them together again
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