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hurt/cold

him
again

complaining
something

like
before
like
again

She
kitchen

splash
cold
water
face

she
walked
door

jacket
keys
walked
out

She
walked
cold

empty
field

November
first
snow

ice
ground

She
walked

grass
leaves
crack
water
frozen

hurt
cold

She
walked
field
She
sat
She
smiled
She
laughed
She
watched
her
breath
freeze

She
hurt
cold
she
laughed


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