A Shivering Side

Sides a flutter, do note deprive,

All but the shutter, it is but alive.

No words to reveal,

Nor times to unshield.

Believe in only one's own,

Yet follow the severed sides that shiver endlessly,

And freeze to chilled factor, a limited prospect.

A frosted feral everest,

Depriving nature and unable to breath.

Till starvation floods,

It takes and endures.

Continues, it may, provide and eclipse.

Lustful of more, 

Yet not greedy enough.

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