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Oct 2015
The cold comes in,
ricochets like a
tennis ball
off every
corner, crevice
pore, stormy
gusts of wind
I breathe in,
skin is no
barrier I am
the elements
carrier, organs
coastal &
lungs tidal sea,
I am nature
& nature is me.
Written by
katie  Liverpool
       ---, ---, Vernon Waring, bones, Supriya Hegde and 89 others
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