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The winter cold.
It comes once in while,
And you'd walk more than a mile.
To escape...
This isn't like fun,
I want to run.
Far, far away,
Where this cold in mu heart can't stay.
I want to run to you,
You, who knew.
What I needed...
It wasn't much,
But it was such.
A relief,
To achieve...
A single fire in my heart,
Enlightened by a single girl.
Who has made a home within me,
And she shall see...
That she will be loved through every winter cold.
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