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The Cold
When the leaves turned brown
Seven years last October
Down fell my heart
Like a restless ember
Wondering too far from the fire
And, I gave up
And, I turned cold and lost my light
But, I never forgot
The warmth of your…
Fire your guns into the sky
Steady across the twilight
Like Orion’s arrow
Chasing the notes
That love unabashedly bellows
So, I gave up
And, turned my eyes toward hope
And, I forget
The cold
I loved the first verse most, it spoke loud and clear, like chiming crystal.