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May 2016
Sometimes in winter...when it's warm indoors,
I open the window a little bit to let air in.
I love that tingling feeling of cold air on my skin,
For some reason it awakens me
A little reminder that I can still feel.
Is that weird?
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Khomotso Josie Manaka
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Khomotso Josie Manaka  Johannesburg,South Africa
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