Flame and Frost
I was just a girl trying to get through life. Trying to fight every obstacle that would get in my way. But then, came a point were I was lost, I was devastated because I didn't know what to do. It was like I was 2 souls in 1 body. 1 soul was a burning flame and the other was as cold as the Soviet Vostok Station in Antarctica, on July 21, 1983.
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