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Sep 2010
it is cold outside
i stay in to keep warm
the warmth eludes me still

i can see the sun shining
but it is the sun of winter
hazy, gray, distant
a dead sun with cold rays

i wrap myself in layers
an attempt to fight the cold
all see my warmth on the outside

yet i am not warm
my layers have held the cold in
i fight to peel them off
they are heavy and my arms weak
the cold digs deeper
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