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Its a morning where the chill seems to come from Norway, and blasts on your face, and even the birds look cold, and stare with the workmens eyes and cameras everywhere, Odin’s eye, and theres a car circling around me, and i wonder, could it be her – G, has she returned to me?

I think, seeing my breath in the chill, when the heat arrives, as long as im still breathing, ill be hoping