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Burning and the Blue ManYour hands were cold on my back, / And they soothed my scalding, sweaty skin. / You shivered in your cocoon of sheets,

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Poem 26Wood smoke on a frosty February air, / Let it drift through my window and / interrupt my thoughts,

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