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i dreamt of a fever,
one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.
with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons as to carry on.It was three o'clock in the morning when I finally got home. Earlier than usual. Sometimes I'd stay out after work, have a few drinks at someone else's bar with my friends. Not tonight. I
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