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Feb 2020
There's something they have in common ,
her and the cold ,
Both seen as unwanted and as a terrible thing,
While they tremble and their teeth chatter during this time ,
She loves how her fingertips go numb ,
and her skin littered with goosebumps.
some things are better left unsaid
Written by
Racquel Williams
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