The bitter cold blasts me hard the breeze makes me cry with ease. The somber emotions about hit like hammer nothing you can do but start to freeze. Try to find happiness to warm you up but now the cold has numbed you up. You pray your feelings away all that left is a heap on the floor too weakened to move. Then remembering that smile and joy is like a jump start for change.
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