It is always winter in my heart The cold has is icy grasp on my soul I need to thaw but I find no shelter yet Endless walking Tired footsteps and a weary mind It is always winter in my heart Chilled tendrils of loneliness ease their way around me Cling on and make themselves at home They are an unwelcome guest Stayed past their exit window They seem set in for the night But the
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