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My Source of Warmth

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Cold -
Cuts me to the bone
Eyes huge with terror
Wraps around me;
A perverse cloak.

You -
Envelop me in warmth
Eyes closed in pleasure
Murmur words of comfort;
All's well, I'm here





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