It's cold, you should bundle up.
Layers protect you from harsh winds, the precipitation that may fall on you and temperature that freezes you to the bone,
Even if it impedes your movements.
It's not only ever cold in a certain season;
The cold pops up unexpectedly to all of us at times.
Even if they say the world is warming up,
You can still be cold.
It's always cold somewhere.
Layers protect you from harsh words, the predicaments that may befall you and tragedy that freezes you to the bone,
Even if it impedes your movements.
So I'll wear a scarf because it's cold.
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Marbles (Poetry)
PoetryA universe that's sealed away There is no night there is no day Do you think if I smashed them on the floor Then they would become something more
