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The cold has come again,
just as it always does.
Scalding to the touch
and burning in the soul,
There is no relief.
Only trust that it will cease
with the thaw of spring.
But spring recedes
as all seasons do.
Soon, too soon,
the cold shall come again.

Well...

That was...dissapointing.

Just watched The Village. Please tell me I'm not the only one who had the thing figured out within the first half hour? Please?

Don't get me wrong - I liked it because of artistic aspect. I love movies that are like that, but - couldn't we come up with an original idea? *rolls eyes* Glad I didn't buy it.