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I walk a lonely road
      the weeping willows bare grow old
      they whisper
      I hear them

but I pretend to ignore

the fear
the loss
the absence of your love

I slowly grow cold
frozen memories like fading photographs

I feel you vanishing
forever winter in my heart


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