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Gone, is her cold chilled breathe upon my skin.
Taking with her my light unsure steps. Descending back into her abyss, where her cold ice heart beats. Goodbye my lover of frost and flakes. Fare thee well, taker of the green. I shalt not wake to one more frigid morn. As your Sister Spring, shines across the lands. |
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Just in case YOU didn't get it,,THIS IS NOT ABOUT A WOMAN,
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cool write
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