.When the fists of winter fly, driving bones into the snow
Blackened frostbitten nights, vodka running dry
The statues cloaked in white and migrants from museums
Losing all the feeling now that sunrise is outlawed
Strangers plant themselves down in the cold hard ground
Later .
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