rush your pale life through the door, I feel the heat rise up, from your shape in the cold light, Will the winter sun keep us warm, in these cold times? Will the winter
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i rush your pale life through the door, I feel the heat rise up, from your shape in the cold light, Will the winter sun keep us warm, in these cold times? Will the winter