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Cold Free

Cold was calling when he started listening

Music notes, he noticed, were under his nails

It found a way within and he was considering

That if he didn’t do something his heart would fail

The cold air worked its way within him and he

Finally understood his life was without her

When he came to the side of the footprints that she

Had stepped into and walked away free of being unsure

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