I am always cold. I can never get warm. The heat never touches me. I am always covered in goose bumps and my skin is splotchy and purple with the constant chill. Will I ever be warm again?
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The spies are all around. And more will be here tomorrow. I will sweat them out in my room, turn the thermostat up to 112˚. They will smear and run with the heat, melt away and leave me standing there, a sculpture in ice.
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