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So cold still even this far into Spring

   (except for my feet which are on fire,

   what the heck is up with that)

Feels like some sort of homeostatic cryogenic

   death, old cells fizzling out, replaced by

   new ones not yet set to phase,

   the passing of the torch imminent 

   

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