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Aug 2013
natural.
early winter mornings,
wake me up and
chill me to my bones,
but remind me i'm
alive,
because the cold hurts,
stings and burns my skin,
and that's how i know,
i'm naturally warm.
Written by
L  27/F/Boston
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