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Lull
Bitter winter.
Thief of warm pleasure.
Looming forever...and a cozy day.
No... Please stay!
At least until you've had your say.
In your own frigid way.
Carried in shades of slate.
Against arid blue skyline.
This must be where love hides.
Until the spring thaw for which we opine.
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Indigo Sky
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