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outside
alex
18 Jul 2004
Put me outside,
The rain isn't too cold,
It will pass, I'll learn to live with it.
Entry into the warm would be easy,
The fire is roaring and plenty of company.
I could go in, I could rest.
It's dark out here, and cold.
My feet feel numb, my fingers can't move,
the shaking and the shivering, is this the price?
Maybe, someday I'll know.
It's cold out here,
It's lonely out here.
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