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the weather got colder.

the snow had begun to fall slowly in graceful lace patterns of white.

i avoided looking at you, using my scarf to bury my nose into.

your singing sounded sad today, almost melancholic.

cheer up. you never know when the chance will be taken from you.

— ksj

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