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CHILLYIt's chilly, I close the door See it clear As this mind will soar With lines to turn the cold to heat The weather of this soul can beat All the depression All the concerns All the confessions of me he learns Says he blocks out Two-thirds of what I say Then winter shouts Are you hot enough, it's on the way With her and her home He has summer My anger drones It's such a bummer It's chilly now And I'll stay warm Get through it somehow Before another storm Has me sleeping in a field Seeing if you're working Giving in when I must yield It's chilly fall, cold winter's lurking... 10/3/2005 1530 cj Vote for this poem
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