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W i n t e r november. 15. 2020. There was always something melancholy about winter. It was cold, dry, and painful. The snow fell upon dead trees to give them a new coat. Nature was going through its rebellious phase; man was watching it turn from him, and, even though he knew it would turn back...

A n o t h e r E x e r c i s e november. 14. 2020. His bandages were wrapped so tightly around his wrists that he figured that his hands may begin to turn purple soon, and he laid his head down on the dirty bar and sighed softly. Was this really what he’d meant when he’d told his mother that...

E x e r c i s e november. 14. 2020. He had come to the point in his life where he found that he truly cared nothing for this world. Certainly, there were some things within this word that he enjoyed— why, what absolute fool didn’t appreciate the way that the sun shines through the heavy clouds...

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