I put a finger on my hand
Feel the warm blue blood coursing
Pounding, breathing through my veins
Alive! My eyes have been opened
Yet again
My heart is unprotected
Another roll of the dice
Learning to trust and hope and dream
Alive! Will I be torn asunder from this beauty
Yet again
Will I go numb and cold
Surrendering to the power of winter
Lulling me to sleep as my body protests
Wishing I was warmer
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