Cold and bright
Hold me tight
Give me sparks
The match I strike
This I know
I’m bound to go
Show me out
Toward the snow
Drag my feet
And likely freeze
Raise my hands
Upon my knees
Kiss the floor
Feel no more
Numb to touch
The final pause
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