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Apr 2013
My heart fell with the snow, my dear, my heart fell with the cold
And dreams flew by as geese did fly, southward did go my soul
No man made fire or earthly pyre could hope to warm inside
With shivering skin, the love within, in desperation did hide
And so I knocked upon the block of ice holding my heart
Begging to snow-filled sky that my passion would never part
And my heart then did crack and bend as escaped a reply
Seasons will pass, sand to hourglass as snow is to the sky
Nik Bland
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Nik Bland  30/M/Port Charlotte, FL
(30/M/Port Charlotte, FL)   
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