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Jul 2015
I stare as she stares looking out there
To see the blizzard that never comes
I think we both have been wishing for one
But we get a different kind of frost bite
From the lonely sub-zero winter nights
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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