Winter Magic

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It burns through me

It feels like a hundred degrees

Running up and down my body

I can make you freeze

With out even raising a finger

My figure could have been made out of ice

My attitude is as fierce as a tiger

I am not a liar

I am just clever

I may not love forever

Sometimes I'm as cold as winter

It just courses through my veins

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