' I Knew A Man Who'
The coldness of the season
equals the contents of a cruel heart.
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Verily, a thoughtful poem Loved reading it......10 I invite you to read my poems
How cold is a deadman? is your breath a frosty breeze? Cold blooded humanity fed by your silver spoon! Great.
For everyone, life may not be an unending romance. Such people do need lot of love, as they are poorly loved. Be compassionate to them.