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[sableeclipse]

December mourns the loss of November, and we sit upon the sidelines watching her weep with short, gasping breaths. the wind is picking up its pace & the snow is falling at dangerous speeds. i'm glued to the window trying to figure out how each snowflake seemed to find their natural beauty underneath it all. sitting by the window pane, i seem to

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[oh_marvelous]

you are wonderful

[sableeclipse]

i didn't think anyone would even like that in the least.