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Come sit by the fire.
Your body is cold and your soul filled with desire.
Sit, catch your breath, take a break and escape the mire.
First hot soup and a blanket to thaw the ice
Then wouldn't some warm compassionate conversation be nice?
Come sit with me by the fire.
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| Writing Prompt |
The challenge is to write a poem that includes the words provided. Your poem can be of any type.
The words:
fire - cold - ice - breath
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Author Notes
The contest requires the use of 4 words: Fire, Ice, Breath & Cold. I hope you enjoy reading it.
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