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in winter
i sit
here
in winter,
trying to
use the
blanket
to cover
my
cold self,
but the
material
is never
enough
and
my feet,
my toes
always
are ignored
by the
truth.
here
in winter,
trying to
use the
blanket
to cover
my
cold self,
but the
material
is never
enough
and
my feet,
my toes
always
are ignored
by the
truth.
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