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Its Cold Inside
It’s Cold Inside
It’s cold inside.
Bones chattering, stiffened muscles.
Winds whip through pulsing hide,
The loss of warmth, slow and subtle.
It never dies.
Though colder and older,
The numbness makes it feel alive.
To feel less is to have felt more,
At a point in time long before.
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