snowman
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life still runs through my veins but it's freezing cold out there
tears still pour down my eyes but it's freezing cold out there
words still permeate my consciousness but it's freezing cold out there
all dream of the sun i keep a vigil at his bedside
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Cool! And as always thanks to everyone for sharing all this work out here -
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