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Jun 2013
The wind blows its cold
Out in this world what can heat my soul
Many don't know
Frost bite a broken toe
Product of walking bare foot in the snow
Like a leopard but I need a coat
On my lows don't need highs no coke
Does a frozen river still flow
Does a broken branch still grow
Its real in the cold
Need fire, need it to burn slow like coal
Where is the fire in the cold
Corey Conduit Wilkerson
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Corey Conduit Wilkerson  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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