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Hypothermia

Wot to write
when there's naught to say?

Regurgitating same tripe
as done before

Clarity of a lack of mind
becomes crystal

The CHAV within
not yet exorcised

Tired as a mountaineer
with yet another crest to ascend

I wish to rest in comfortable snows
to fade away in sleep
Written by FreyaJ
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