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Aug 2012
As the winter chill and ice freezes upon me,
And the rain drops turn to snow drops,
And while the air blows bitter cold,
I look for your arms and your safety,
To be held in the warmth of your hold.
written in 2011
Simon Clark
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Simon Clark
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