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My body is lost
To a permanent winter.
This cold is bone deep,

And my eyes, my eyes
They are frozen, frostbitten,
Remembering spring.

I am ice-kissed, born
Where December never ends
And angels shiver,

So call me glacial.
Your words were always colder
Than this avalanche.




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