the light shown through the window bluntly breaking up the cold dark shadows
warmth slowly submerges and the fear runs to the crevice where it will hide
we all play a part of this parade of shinning glory
some of us are more bold
some of us are just too cold
when the sun gets off the clock and deep blue sky and sparkling stars take over
we're all the same just as cold as another
some are transparent, some are just better at their cover
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