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Every Night
The slight carcass
Of our love
Slipping slowly
Into the snow
The limp form
Of another romantic
Gone romping too far
In the cold
Thinking hearts could
Defy god
The slight carcass
Of our love
Slipping slowly
Into the snow
The limp form
Of another romantic
Gone romping too far
In the cold
Thinking hearts could
Defy god
