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And when the trees and leaves wither,
When I can’t see the green, green grass underneath my feet,
Clouds pale and gray envelope the sky in sleep,
And the wind rolls on in, gliding on frost and ice.
When I can see my breath mist on the air,
And the world is dormant, life paused in slumber,
My insides are pleasantly warm, heart happily beating,
Because in safety, in security, in sweetness,
I know that I love you.