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May 2020
It may seem as if a lighter is the only source of heat
when the cold has extremely frozen the capillaries.
A fragile light that can't stand on its own
cannot save a stray.

Feel how the steps beat,
the miracle machinery's hum is steady.
Deep breaths until your extremities
obey and the cold fades away.
I finally understand the saying
"when you look into the abyss,
the abyss stares back".
Written by
Espresso manic  M/Somewhere
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