It Is Chilled
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It is chilled
Everything everywhere,
The air, the water,
The earth.
It is chilled
The foods, the clothes.
The birds are not seen
And remained silent somewhere.
It is chilled
Everything everywhere.
Each one is chilly
Here there in chimera.
Hold the chain, my dear
And go hunting up the self.
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