I walk toward you
as through a long, cool hallway.
The cold tattoos my flesh,
affirms my warmth.
I have long been trained to accept this chill;
it does not frighten me.
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I walk toward you
as through a long, cool hallway.
The cold tattoos my flesh,
affirms my warmth.
I have long been trained to accept this chill;
it does not frighten me.