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Cold It's cold, but It's sunny, An oxymoron? now that's funny. Cold is a dark winter day, Sunny is a bright warm ray. Feeling cold is like being all alone, No warm hands or hearts to warm my own. I'm stuffed up and can hardly breathe, I just caught a cold, can you believe. Cold walls have trapped me in my room, Sun shine your light on me and relieve my gloom.
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Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC
Cold
Cold It's cold, but It's sunny, An oxymoron? now that's funny. Cold is a dark winter day, Sunny is a bright warm ray. Feeling cold is like being all alone, No warm hands or hearts to warm my own. I'm stuffed up and can hardly breathe, I just caught a cold, can you believe. Cold walls have trapped me in my room, Sun shine your light on me and relieve my gloom.
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72/M/Salem S.C.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC
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