Hole up

Now the time was come.
What the hell going on.
The thought of the future really depresses me.
Clothing is very bulky.
Trip is out of the question.
Come over to me Mr.March.
Yeah Yeah!

Hurry Hurry up.
Close the door.
A cold air assailed me
Wake me up Wake me up.
When March comes.
I'm at kotatu until then
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