I know you- every breath
I have worshipped.
Every thought
I have sought to know.
Long you shut me out.
But I prevailed-
You reluctantly opened,
And I, victorious, entered.
How then have I found myself
In this icy hell? Apart from you
I have no warmth. Now,
I die in cold.
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