Frigid Love
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I grew up in the north, where the ice never thaws and the people are cold. There isn't any point to having them- emotions I mean. People in your own family die daily because of the frigid temperatures, being overexposed, and above all, starvation. I barely remember a time where we ate well.
I escaped, now I search for a place to call home. I'm running from a life of pain in hopes of finding people to call my own. The world is an adventure but at the same time it's the most dangerous place to be in. Will I be strong enough?
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