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Cold winter nights

A blizzard of emotion

Dark rainy days

Tin roof

A small private orchestra

Sleigh bed

Bailey's in our coffee

Oh...

In your coffee

Maybe in her coffee too

Wrapped in your embrace

Your comfort

Your beat-up comforter

But

Not me

No -Jenny- is housed in your soul

Or your house

No house for US

Lots of memories

Of slowly licking off the day

The Bailey's

The past

Except now we are the past

And your future

Is far removed from my reach

And I cannot climb onto the sleigh bed

But the covers

Were Never

Turned down for me

Anyway...

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