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Winter Morning
Our invisible breath
Now making us look
Like trains,
Steam puffing,
Up the school steps
The cold
Seeps
In-between
The fabric of my coat
Assaulting
My face
As I grow numb
And the coldness grows
Until it becomes
A part of
My soul
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