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- I long for the warmth of another hand
- For the pulse of a living soul
- I want to write two names in the sand
- To embark on a romantic stroll
- I desire the heat of wild love
- The gift of life with a hint of spice
- But my cold hand, encased in a glove
- Holds a heart encrypted in ice
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