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Frozen tears

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Though the nights grow cold like that of an arctic wind
I, your true and only love, still wait for you.
Upon these cold steps i weep
Awaiting your return, pondering this loneliness
These tears, so sweet they could satisfy a hummingbird
Fall rapidly down my rosy cheeks, freezing as the wind blows hard.





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