Poem: Goosebumps

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I felt goosebumps as I felt the cold air brushing me off my feet.

It's as if I'm in a dream, unfamiliar as it seems.

The coldness creeping into my soul, taking over my body's heat,

Silently praying amidst this creepy scheme.

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