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The cold in my bones may never leave.
The sun had the sense
to stay down for this,
but I'm up
like a drift of snow,
like an icicle ready to fall.
I'm ready to fall,
but I won't
while you're looking.
As if you would care.
Running past and around
and across the ice,
As if no one's there, I've gone out again -
I'm out running races against my breath
and against my heart, and in time with
my bones, and I'm feeling them.
My blood's pumping numb, my ears
are exposed to the aching air -

I do this for me.
I do this for me.
I wish I'd appreciate
the sacrifice that I make!
to show that I care.