and while the world burned your willow remained untouched and I would crawl to you – desperate for some shelter I left my heart there – underneath your roots covered by the soil – and even in the most frigid winter you would keep it warm
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and while the world burned your willow remained untouched and I would crawl to you – desperate for some shelter I left my heart there – underneath your roots covered by the soil – and even in the most frigid winter you would keep it warm