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Cold, scared, freezing, numbness
lonely, tired, thoughtless
the winters' heat is nothing more
then you standing out your winters' door
the trees shed for the following season
the rain hides for no reason
the grass pause like a game
the roses wilt in shame
the clouds shiver and cry
snow apon the floor but why
the stars stare heavenly
while my lover holds me
the streets are empty as they are afraid
that the winters' heat will delay
for this matter I want to know
how will the earth move in summers' snow?
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