hemophile
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Nose and fingers/
Freeze away/
Warm glow of a fire/
Does nothing to keep the cold at bay/
It's merely an illusion,/
A memory of better times.
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Nose and fingers/
Freeze away/
As the cold nips at them/
Run inside,/
Quickly now/
And stand by the fire.
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There are two sides to every story,/
As you can very well see/
And while I can't see both sides,/
I can try, /
And that's all that matters, to me.