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Just as elementary biology states, the skin, the largest organ, has some roles it exerts on its system and it's environment.
I want you not only to see this poem as superficial, but rather, a deep sighting through life, as a proverbial analogy, to bring lifes' act to us, through the facts which we already know.

Goose bumps, all in array, out of shivering;
They pop out, on my skin, in their army;
Their flags raised so high and unwavering;
So that a vacuum of warm air, 'hope', lies within;

The tense contend of involuntary tug-of-war;
Causing the skin foundation to shake vehemently;
Skin tremors and vibrators let loose, somatic uproar;
Making the grinders up above let out a gnashing sound;

The fate of the contest is dependent on the intensity of the antagonists;
It's goal: just to make cold everything having pores;
The strength of the warm air is what the whole body banks on;

Cold thrills in no time starts traveling into the interior (of which fat would determine), into the nerves, they seep in;
Causing mild-shakes through every synapse it jumps;
Then the periodical yawning and tear shedding begins;
The nose is not left out, it starts it's war-outcome meter race;

Initiative coordinates the folding up of everyone;
In a way to reduce its effect, the hands reach out for the blanket;
The liver doubles it's effort, now everyone's last resort;
The heart starts it's last prayers, of which fate would answer;

Then the long expected favor smiles at entrance;
Beaming it's light and heat, sending all freeze into oblivion;
The body in-vivo, relaxes the liver, and relieves it of duties;
They lower their flags as a signal of victory, the heart sighs relieve, beating '72p60';

Gnashing stops, temperature heightens;
Medium returns to normal, the GOAL of Homo-therms;
The duties of the cold contenders can never be compared to.

Thank You for offering your minds, for a Mind Walk.


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