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Jan 2014
She stands shaking in the cold.
A cigarette in one hand
The other curled in her pocket
Laughing with the wind
Smiling at the snow hitting her face.

One might mistake her for happy
This trembling thing
Trying to find warmth
In the cold.
Alice Baker
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