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Standing outside
The harsh,
Cold wind
Rushing through my soul
And cutting into wounds,
The ones you can't see
And I start crying
Trying to hold back the tears
But I can't
And they come ,
And freeze,
Before they hit the ground
And shatter
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Standing outside
The harsh,
Cold wind
Rushing through my soul
And cutting into wounds,
The ones you can't see
And I start crying
Trying to hold back the tears
But I can't
And they come ,
And freeze,
Before they hit the ground
And shatter
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