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Still

Life passes yet I remain still
Frozen in the winter of happiness's joy
Caught in the icy flame of love's thrill
Dreaming of thee, love dreams doth deploy
Tinges of frost over mine golden hair
Rivers of cold blood through mine mauve vein
Crystals of ice to capture mine eternal stare
And scarlet love dead in my lips lain
All around me doth winter melt
And leaves turn orange and gently play
In the summer heat of the sun's swelt
As spring winds run through the fall day.
Still I move and still I change not
Dreaming of thee and the cold love thy brought…

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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