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Winter

The title and refrain of this song are her last request, at her most frightened. My Sarah often delights in her "broken heart". I don't understand what she means and to request the explanation seems very personal, indeed. I hate when I feel the nerves around my heart constrict enough to make my eyes just gush. But this is the price. This pain is the price of love, isn't it. Winter is hard. Oh is it you say Where is your ice scraper and shovel Where is your long underwear That you never take off entirelh Until you see hyacynth I turn forty nine this year And sometimes dawn is so dark and the night so early i dont get to see Marjorie!, cloud, Sally Corona, and TiFFani at all. So Im in a bit of a funk, like every winter In quick succession Huge amounts of work and pressure coldness  that no amount of hot baths and cashmere can cure and aching fingers (this new) a birthday i like celebrating with as few people as possible Holidays that make me qu