I cover myself
with poetry
when blankets
fail to
get me through
the coldest
nights.

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And on those cold nights of emptiness
he draped me in his warm soul
and filled my cavity with the universe

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I'm running behind
the love you spread
and made me cold.

Will you be my shade
of light or allow me
to make yourself warm
in my arms?

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My day begins when
i cant bear the cold anymore
I wait for the sun to
come and warm me up
Oh almighty,
why can't the sun stay
24 hours long..?

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Mentally i wanna be here

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Let me prepare myself for this winter
Our blanket of warm memories are lost.

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हर छत के नीचे सुकून से एक नींद सोती है,
सोचो ! जिनपे छत नहीं उनकी क्या रात होती है ? ।।

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This that weather that killed Martin moma bird

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