Stuck in the blistering cold.
Thought my hands is the one you'll hold.
Why did I make myself a fool?
You didn't even know who I am to you.
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Author:
Nox (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just don't expect and make yourself a fool, make sure to always clear things out.
- Category: Letter
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