winter by Smokey

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Mar 2019

winter

My ears hurt,
My fingers hurt,
My nose is running,
My toes are numb.
It.
Is.
COLD!

Written by

Smokey 18/FTM/Up in the clouds

(18/FTM/Up in the clouds)

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