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Cold Winter
A cold winter in the shadows of pale
Like blinders on horses
But now darkness has fallen
And the dawn but memories
Like long stem roses.
Lowering the garter to your gilded thorn
Sweet the petals of your warm nude
And subtle shimmer in classic red
Like blinders on horses
But now darkness has fallen
And the dawn but memories
Like long stem roses.
Lowering the garter to your gilded thorn
Sweet the petals of your warm nude
And subtle shimmer in classic red
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