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Aug 2010
Leaves falling slowly
The cold wind bites me gently
My heart longs for heat.

Oh child, be not dumb!
Hear what I have to speak:
Don't look back ever.

There is more than this
I promise and guarantee
Just keep pressing on.

To be warm, I am
To be safe, I know I am
Can't you see I am?
Alyanne Cooper
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Alyanne Cooper
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