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In my corner I sit uninspired
Cold confused alone and tired
Long cold months
Just me
An ordinary man who cannot find peace

You came and you held me close
You got into me
I was silent for so long
Years of thought poured out of me

Now I sit alone once more
Grateful for what you gave me
The house is cold when I'm not with you
You are warmth you brigthen every room
My bright warm house, and you
You make me happy
You are so beautifull
And I'm hurting

You've been away and I don't miss you
I'd rather be hurting and alone
Cold depressed and sick
You were wrong
You were black inside
And I'm hurting

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