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I love to hate you, I am in winter
Frostbite hath claimed me, I succumb to numbness
Freezing men don't laugh at murder
...Bleeding naked in the bathtub
Open windows tempt the savory
Women's heads float just as easily
Within the confines of crystal, reflected is my loathing
Under ice and still, chill waters fish bite stiff men and children
In the fog, in the woods, at midnight
In a land where it's always winter, I cut the thin skin of my ankles
And the wind follows me like army
Lashing like a bullwhip in the arctic, I fling icicles like bee-sting
Stuck under glass, in the sphere, in the snowstorm
I shut my eyes and sleep in sleet
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