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It was my full intention to escape you,

Settle the shiver that racks my bones

But as your faults proclaim themselves 

The cold settles in, my limbs stiffening 

Time is a fickle thing

Its always chipping away at our frames 

Somehow I have managed to evade that fate 

Trapping myself within another 

You.



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