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[by Lamoureaux Lazarus]
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Nose pressed to fogging glass
greasy fingers smudge and smear,
like the little match girl
unable to obtain
warmth
or refuge.
Insecurity gnashes
ravishes,
inviting the shrinking
and squeamish.
Refusing to acquiesce
or apologize,
intentional martyr
remains shivering
outside.
[cold]
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