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I awoke It was freezing, my skin burned. The wind blew, drying my eyes with each blink. I was covered, something blinding me, as I shivered. I was only just arriving. but it felt like the end. -Sarah Schieman
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
Born in Decemeber
I awoke It was freezing, my skin burned. The wind blew, drying my eyes with each blink. I was covered, something blinding me, as I shivered. I was only just arriving. but it felt like the end. -Sarah Schieman
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
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