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The worst feeling of my heart,
Springs out with a sudden fast beat.
It begs a loving arm around shoulder,
Pleads a walk along dark boulevard.
It appeals a warm kiss over forehead,
Compels me to snuggle under a canopy head.
"How dare you !
Are you senseless ?
I command you to hibernate,
'Cos my winter is not over yet."
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