It's not cold at all.
My hands, i look at them shivering.
They're very pale.
I'm shivering.
I don't know why.
Maybe my heart began to get cold.
...
Wait...
I don't have a heart.
Or maybe.
you put it in inside a freezer somewhere.
Its so cold.
you're cold.
and I'm getting old.
dear,
every second ticks.
you're my warmth.
dear...
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