Cold

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In the past, she may not be wiser
But today it made her stronger.
Though things will never be the same,
She was hurt and she'll never be, again, lame.

Now she's as cold as the weather,
Though the hot summer air roams all over.
She'll never be better,
And she'll stay paralyzed forever.

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