In the cold
In the cold seclusion stories
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As the air glides over my chilled Fingertips

In the cold

As the air glides over my chilled Fingertips

And my Skin begins to quiver

I ponder in seclusion

Is it only I who shivers?

As chills skitter up my twisted Back

And my Lips begin to break

I lie awake and wonder

Is it only I who is awake?

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