It’s cold outside. Wind and grey skies. It seeps in, through the cracks around the door, through the single-paned windows. It gathers in the corners, the same way darkness does. And you shut it out. Close your curtains, lock your doors. Pull the blankets in around you, sip your coffee inhale your coffee.
Quiet nights alone. Never quite your
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