Like a fever breaking
Walking home late on this weird, warm night. The air is wet, mist under the streetlights. There has been a smog warning for days.
This mist won't help.
But I pretend we're shaking the winter off. Like a fever breaking. Only with the opposite temperatures.
This mist won't help.
But I pretend we're shaking the winter off. Like a fever breaking. Only with the opposite temperatures.
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