This feels like cold. The cold i remember. A dry cold that reaches into your lungs and caresses you with cold fingers, numbing you from the inside out. Why didnt i feel the cold on my lips? As the wind flew by and moans in your ears of how its laughing at your clothes, your feeble attempts to keep your fading heat from it. Tying your clothes
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it's been years since I had seen snow. i'm really glad that it snowed while i was up in Utah. i had forgotten how it feels to have the tiny flakes freeze the individual pores on my face. it was cool.
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