Resurrection of pain

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Cold gelid airs is blowing from the Arctic rind covering the brightness of the day with an aura of mist 

Bringing along the dreaded thoughts from the yore, vivid, suspending the long forgotten reminisce in the coldness

and the painful regret is now raring to reckon, quivering for a touch

And even if I wish, I can’t ignore making the healed wounds afresh again

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