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Nov 2011
and it's so god-**** cold i can't breathe
i want you to know that i want you to be
here when i wake up, in case we both freeze.
i pull you closer, for warmth, to me
and i want you to know that i want you
my sweet whispers like chimes in the breeze.
ben Raifsnider jr
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