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Cold

It’s cold outside tonight

The icicles hang like teeth,

Snow dragon’s fangs,

To show where melting snow

Has gathered to be transformed.

Hours ago the sun shone

And melted the snow

But the thaw has turned at last

to angry monster teeth.

Its colder inside too

Your glare would put

The icicles to shame and

The ice pierces my heart

We were warmer also, once

I did not know

Winter would come so soon

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