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Nov 2019
Night
as i stumbled home—
chill bouncing through my jacket,
it was nice to follow the moon
as something tangible.
cold cold cold i am cold i hate the cold i am coooooold
#cold #chill #moon #sad
Written by
Ray Dunn  20/F/New York
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