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My insides all turn to ash,
So slow.
And blow away as I collapsed,
So cold.

A black winter been away,
From sight.
Another darkness over day,
That night.
And the clouds above move closer,
Looking so dissatisfied.
But the harvest wind kept blowing, blowing.
I used to be my own protection,
But not now.
'Cause my path has lost direction,
Somehow.

A black winter took you away,
From sight.

Another darkness over day,
That night.
And the clouds above move closer,
Looking so dissatisfied.
And the ground below grew colder,
As they put you down inside.
But the harvest wind kept blowing, blowing.

So now you're gone,
And I was wrong.
I never knew what it was like,

To be alone on a Valentine's Day,
To be alone on a Valentine's Day.

I used to be my own protection,
But not now.
'Cause my path has lost direction,
Somehow.

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