The cold bites harder each year,

  Not from the snow, but from your absence,

  An ache that gnaws at my core,

  Freezing every memory of you in time.

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  Three winters have passed, yet the chill lingers,

  Frost settling deep in my soul,

  I yearn for your warmth to thaw this ache,

  As I stand in the silence of falling snow,

  Longing for the heat of your presence once more.

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