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Waiting for winter... true winter, I guess. One more day. It's strange how winter seems to begin an entire month before it's "official." The sky is like a sheet of paper - completely blank, it may not be there at all. Everything seems to be a simple cut-out of a photograph. The ground is the same colour as the sky, but the puddles hold an upside-down world, crystal clear and utterly superficial.
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