Windswept

Bitter cold and blustery wind

Are braved

Minus gloves with reddened cheeks

Sweeping bursts of frigid air

Steal breath

Plaster hair to dripping nose

Wintry blast of arctic air

Does not walking deter

In gusts, perhaps

The wind will scour away

Bitterness crusting deep within

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