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Feb 2013
No
There was no glass in any of the windows.
There was no shelter from the blistering snow.
There was no particular spot in the room that could've,
Or would've, saved them.
There was no safe place to go.
GloriouslyFlawed
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GloriouslyFlawed  31/Cisgender Female/UK
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