flake or frost outside, the frost, the air, its why the bear
sleeps so lonely too, sleeps so fast until the warm air, the warm stare wakens
love, love, love to the normal, love to the able
love, love, love from a first thought, love that was first bought

but its a different sort
we'll never see
we'll never agree
we say do again or try with might
but he'll still sleep with ice tonight

_i think about the homeless on cold nights like tonight

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