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To borrow another's senses is a strange alchemy; does the mist feel colder when filtered through a stranger's pores?
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I will lend you my skin so you can know the cold softness of the mist.
To borrow another's senses is a strange alchemy; does the mist feel colder when filtered through a stranger's pores?
I will lend you my skin so you can know the cold softness of the mist.
The mist is nothing compared to the hunger gnawing at my gut; metaphor won't fill a plate.
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