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Heal
Pain,
is the first thought on my mind.
I can feel heat,
rushing through my wounds.
My wounds start slowing me down.
My dry, parched throat keeps me from screaming in pain.
My legs feel rooted to the ground.
The snow...
is the first thought on my mind.
I can feel heat,
rushing through my wounds.
My wounds start slowing me down.
My dry, parched throat keeps me from screaming in pain.
My legs feel rooted to the ground.
The snow...
