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word morph – COLD to WARM
until our worlds collided my body was COLD
my life before you was bound in black CORD
like the colour of my cave and the mood of my WORD
now, your love brings me light, your soul is my WARD
your breath gives me strength, and your heart keeps me WARM
Note: see my blog and the contest that Christie and I are sponsoring!
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