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Submitted to Contest #95
Her. The wind brought a blast of arctic air, which penetrated depths, the very marrow of my bones. The gray sky felt hollow and damp. There was a mixture of freshly baked cookies, cinnamon, sweet vanilla, and coffee in the air. The evening sun began to make its course to its hiding place leaving a trail of violet rays as its final farewell. My hands were shaking, my lips were cracked, and I could not even manage to put on my gloves. Winter was too much for me to bear. Not too long ago I desired to be thin as I had been ...
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