The cold air still bites me when I wake each and every morning, pressing me back against my bed and sheets. But I'm reminded the cold will soon relent, as days stretch further into the waning evenings.
The cold air still bites me when I wake each and every morning, pressing me back against my bed and sheets. But I'm reminded the cold will soon relent, as days stretch further into the waning evenings.
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