.Angela carter puts down her typewriter>
And stares at the snow
Her bones getting brittle, hair turning whiter>
Such a long way to go
Counting the stars in the sky
Wondering just where we are
Dreaming that you didn't die
Morning isn't that far>
She lives in her .
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