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i look outside at the picture created by the snow drifting down my windshield. the snow so real i could get out of the car and let it settle softly on my tongue. so cold / yet inviting. so harsh and ready to bite, but so irresistible.
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Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 11:43 PM UTC
12/31/19 - 156am
i look outside at the picture created by the snow drifting down my windshield. the snow so real i could get out of the car and let it settle softly on my tongue. so cold / yet inviting. so harsh and ready to bite, but so irresistible.
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Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 11:43 PM UTC
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