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|Hypothermia: 11/20/2004 - 1:39 PM |
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in these once inviting eyes exploiting, deceiving so much colder so much more alluring than the gelid cerulean of winter's hand on water. The insistent, pleading rhythm of this grey anemic heart covetous, voracious so much colder so much more alluring than the snowflakes drifting from the sky like feathers. |
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