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Apr 2011
Wind, rushing
Up and down the body
Hair, like wildfire
Hands, held together
Struggling for warmth

I feel the wind
In between my toes
like rushing water through a canyon
Feeling smaller with every gust
Eroding

My body
Shivering
Muscles spasm uncontrollably
I need clothes
I need shelter

The bone chilling air comes over me once more
I have no more hope
No more drive
I stop
And let the snow fall
Written by
Chris Ellison
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