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Jan 2013
Breath dancing on the air
In swirls of clouded heat
My face is cold
And the winds are blowing
And here I'm stuck waiting for a bus
And I'm humming along
To my favorite song
I look across the street
Empty, quiet, not even a heartbeat
I look at the ground and pretend I'm not there
And that I'm gone in a far away land
Dream of the heat and the sun
All the summer fun
That I miss and I long to have
Oh sigh, so miserable, why?
When it's cold outside
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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