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I thought about you today.

When the cold wind pierced through my pants,
and embraced my neck,
I spotted a few of your friends going by.

When the chilly wind infiltrated through my jacket,
and kissed my nose,
I saw your friends sitting comfortably on necks,
their owners look warm.

When the raw wind tangoed with each of my steps,
and tickled my finger tips,
I thought, scarf, oh scarf, where are you?
That very moment, my thoughts with you,
gosh, I really missed you.