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You were the blanket of winter's dusk Snug beating back an icy haze But what I wanted was to feel the fire Of hearts amidst your summer days
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 6:14 PM UTC
Tweet Verse #72 - The Wrong Kind of Warmth
You were the blanket of winter's dusk Snug beating back an icy haze But what I wanted was to feel the fire Of hearts amidst your summer days
thomas-newlove
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 6:14 PM UTC
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