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I stepped outside and the sound of my feet made me nervous as I slowly walked along a neverending thick white floor.
The snow clung to my boots as if to find some warmth or maybe a hug.
Within minutes my hands were stiffened by the icy air that felt strong enough to slice through my stone cold fingers.
I should have wore gloves, I said to myself as I made 2 fists and buried them deep insi...
Saturday 5th December 2020 10:30 pm
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