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The heat reaches my fingertips
The last of the warmth that I
Harbored inside for the
Desperate, desolate times

Come here, my sacred flame
The blanket over my soul as I sleep
When the rain outside my window
Is a like a weeping lullaby

But you are swept away into the cold
And I am bare
Left to count the hours until
Another dawn will appear and clear away
What is drowning my heart