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Snuggie

Cold air filled my lungs,
I began to shiver,
Goose bumps ran down my spine
And I became a lifeless figure.
Suddenly I saw a glimpse,
A shimmer of hope.
Draped in its heat,
Blood began to flow through my veins again,
And life began to return.
Warmth filled my body,
I regained life through my snuggie.



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