where are you...when cold stubborn death flows down twisted veins?
where are you...when i'm sitting in the kitchen, wishing to fly far away?
where are you...when thorny wet snow (something about the hands and elbows...) and the wind laughs into your eye, blowing grey ashes into them, heavy like tears?
where are you...when i just can't get warm, in my cold bed with black-and-white dreams?
where are you...when i'm walking alone past crowded apartments
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