I love COLD days, cold days
breath is what you got hours
Snow from niece to niece
Smoothies dripping
Walking and ripping
Behold the one you love days by days
Blue Birds peeping
Old women sleeping
Lazy hours, orchids lay
Glooming and dreaming
Of cold days, cold days,
breath is what you got hours
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