It's cold.
It's harsh.
I have to stay inside.
This fever.
Is weakening me.
My mother bring me.
Some warm chicken soup.
I eat it.
I feel a bit better.
The next day.
I start to recover.
Hopefully I will be.
Fully recovered.
So I can go outside.
And play in the winter snow.
It's harsh.
I have to stay inside.
This fever.
Is weakening me.
My mother bring me.
Some warm chicken soup.
I eat it.
I feel a bit better.
The next day.
I start to recover.
Hopefully I will be.
Fully recovered.
So I can go outside.
And play in the winter snow.
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