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The moist cover the world,

The mist of love,

It curls onto us,

The cold weather,

Is as soft as a feather,

The sweet shivers,

It gives us,

It feels as if I float,

The muscles sleep,

The body goes numb,

As the cold breaks come,

The people like me,

Curled up into balls,

Trying to feel the warmth,

Inside a thick blanket,

Sleep all day long.