Challenge
type the first 100 words that come to mind
contemplations
the cold has seeped down through my skin into my bones and even in the warmth I feel frigid
the clutches of society are making me question my body again and it makes me tired to think of trying to attain satisfaction
the burns on my hand from the iron sting but they look like fish swimming circular in a pond and I don't mind pain much
desperate for warmth to penetrate I am huddled beside the heater hoping for a warmth like his stare
the whole world is waiting for a wave but I shall sustain and watch
still
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