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chill

Wind so cold and chilling ,freezing.
Pine sent so rich that it burns.
Crunchy,white,gleaming,snow at my feet.
Where is my love in this bitter cold?
Where is he with his hair and eyes so dark?
Alas there he is thee love of my life.
Alas I will be in love for all my life.

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