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blizzard girl
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2021-04-14
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***
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love will cost
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me my sanity,
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cover my heart in frost,
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a warning I did not heed.
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you come near
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and I freeze in fear,
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your palms algid, giving me
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all the slightest provocation.
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in life briefing,
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I was told
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to expect the cold
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inherent in every human being.
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but the soul council
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must not have heard
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of you, the blizzard
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girl.
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but the soul council
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must have forgotten the chill,
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the inevitable winter
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after every soul splinters.
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***
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CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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