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walking down cold streets with colder faces i am unnerved as my own cold face begins to crack and fall apart i am not surprised when i shatter and collapse their cold faces turn colder i am pleasantly shocked as their frost freezes me to the ground and i become the soles of their feet
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Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 5:10 PM UTC
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walking down cold streets with colder faces i am unnerved as my own cold face begins to crack and fall apart i am not surprised when i shatter and collapse their cold faces turn colder i am pleasantly shocked as their frost freezes me to the ground and i become the soles of their feet
now that’s what “freeze to death” means
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M/an impossible future
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 5:10 PM UTC
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