Outside the window, the snow is white and the sky is slate, and in the distance they merge so perfectly that it feels as if the world is tucked into a cocoon woven solely to keep the sun out. It feels lonely even when the early morning cars go by, their tires rolling through the dark stained slush. I open the window to breathe it in, this
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I wish I was exaggerating, but I seriously am not.
Are you aware that many people in this world use five words at a time, all the time, and they do nothing for me?
But once again, YOU have let us see your soul. -Emily
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