If the cold would quit giving me chills, making summer seem like a heavenly oasis. Making coats feel like rags as it goes right through them. The breeze doesn't help take away the chills, it just adds to the cold nature of the outdoors in December. Could there be a purpose to the cold or would it be like a mythical creature disguised to make fire seem so inviting. As my body quivers from the cold, I ponder one last question. Could the cold stir up warm imagination.
I think the answer to that last clever line is YES!
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