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It’s nearly summer, but I still feel the cold of December; the frost inside my throat burns more than the sun hitting the raw wounds on my body, replenishing or damaging? cole 5/8/16
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Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
Changing Seasons
It’s nearly summer, but I still feel the cold of December; the frost inside my throat burns more than the sun hitting the raw wounds on my body, replenishing or damaging? cole 5/8/16
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Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
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