I shiver in November rain;
Never should have come outside.
Each needled drop a pin-prick
Penetrating into tender flesh
Left uncovered and exposed to
Elements so raw and rigid,
So dank and frigid that I'm
Left to question
The very sanity,
The sanctity of my decision.
Perhaps it's time for another plan,
Or at the least, a bold revision.
Taking on the elements
With no protection from the cold,
Exposed to late November's wrath,
Enduring every ache and pain,
I struggle forth upon my quest
Seeking answers sorely needed,
Knowing not what lies ahead
As I defy November rain.
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