Cold is the wind as it flows through the air.
Warm is the peace in knowing that you care.
Cold is the ache that comes with fear.
Warm is the knowledge you’re always near.
Cold is the rain as it falls from my face.
Warm is the sun as it touches this place.
Cold is the darkness that comes over me.
Warm is the light that shines for me to see.
Cold is the water as it touches my feet.
Warm is the life ahead I’m yet to meet.
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