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Jul 2017
Feeling this bitter chill,
                 Intruding upon my body,
Warmth I'm craving,
                 Seems to elude me,
I sit nearer the flames,
                 Yet feel not their heat,
I listen to music,
                 Still can't hear a beat,
Spiraling down,
                 Where will it stop,
With me at the bottom,
                 And sadness on top.
Written by
Brendan Thomas  Thomaston CT
(Thomaston CT)   
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