Naked

I’ve been out in the cold

Naked

Not knowing the forecast

Waiting for sun

Waiting

And I know the sting of the wind

Face ruddy

Body beaten

Where’s my overcoat

The one I had as a kid

It buttoned up

Protected me

And now I am naked

I will always be naked

Truth is a slap in the face

A wake up call

Yes

I’m alive

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