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Cold, like the rain on a winter’s day
Callously sticking to my skin,
Old, like blackened snow, I stay
Draped in clothing, wearing thin

Shattering, chattering, subzero illusions
Numbing my senses, in vain
Chattering, shattering, icicle profusions
Looking for warmth, to guide me again

Stabbing through me, sharp and jagged
The pain just won’t go away
Leaving me breathless, hopelessly ragged
I fall to my knees, and I pray


The colder weather is approaching,  Reach out and spread the warmth in your heart to those less fortunate.

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