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I didn’t know how to explain where I go until I realized the feeling is the same as when I was a child in the town swimming pool devouring youth until the corners of my mouth itched blue, and shivers took over the goosebumps, and I only focused on the icy way my arms stirred in the unheated pool. That’s where I go— to the cold.
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Jan 15, 2022
Jan 15, 2022 at 10:21 PM UTC
To the cold
I didn’t know how to explain where I go until I realized the feeling is the same as when I was a child in the town swimming pool devouring youth until the corners of my mouth itched blue, and shivers took over the goosebumps, and I only focused on the icy way my arms stirred in the unheated pool. That’s where I go— to the cold.
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Jan 15, 2022
Jan 15, 2022 at 10:21 PM UTC
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