my name is
it's 1964, and language leaves me.
cold and quiet,
for trying to stand on your side.
on thousands of layers old.
see sometimes i'm seasons
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yet the closest place from hearth to home.
i can't imagine the sun never setting,
lives in the snow.
maybe i'll leave here.
been through a bad year.
too cold to die here.
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