Sun Fire
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I steel myself in the tropics
to hide from a patch of snow
that lingers in my memory
no matter where I go
I feel the cold white shroud
I never can forget
it haunts my waking dream
it stalks me like regret
I died in the coldest north
now life is filled with dread
though I may seem alive
for long I have been dead
I died in the coldest north
when love abandoned me
no kiss can spark my pulse
death is a count of three
the spring came three times
and melted the ice away
but then the season passed
it seemed like just a day
I steel myself in the tropics
deceived and safe from harms
but a patch of white awaits
in a shadowy lover's arms
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