Tingling cold air
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I felt a sudden rush of cold air tingle on the small of my back but before I could see, a forceful yank put me back onto the pavement.
There was softness in his eyes, that were like autumn's touch with a tinge of golden dusts that sat below trim eyebrows,that seemed to curve as a natural extension of his broad, rounded nose.
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