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I’m cold
I throw words into a fire
To warm me up
But it never quite works

A hallway
With lots of doors
That lead to hallways
With lots of snow

Consciousness all foggy
Frozen despite the flames
I shut the doors, I drown them out
No, it really doesn’t do a thing

How do I end a poem about infinity
What is there for me to say
It’s all the same old thing for me
I just wish the sun would shine someday
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