weary eyes are burning
under a mass of blankets
frost on the window
hope is in my woolies
solace in a hot shower
weary eyes are burning
under a mass of blankets
frost on the window
hope is in my woolies
solace in a hot shower
I hope that someone sees this page and decides not to give up...
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