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THIS WINTER
As the crisped cold air touches my lips,
I wonder about us. I sit here thinking of your
loving touch, and your delicate eyes as they gaze upon me.
This winter I wish I never left
for this my favorite time of the year
And the girl I hold so dear to my heart
Is no longer hear.
I do miss you.

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