A brisk day

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Gusts of wind push against me in waves,

Brushing against my bare skin,

Penetrating my thoughts,

Howling at me constantly before it whistles a taunting tune,

A breeze whispers a truth so chilling to the bone,

I cannot help but shiver at the harshness of it all.

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