As the blackness of it all dissipated, he could see clearly the white-capped blades of grass and the misty wetness of the day powering it"..s way in. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary from any of his other days. The nine full-length windows in the front of his home were covered with frost and crackled with ice. The air outside was bitter, wet and left no doubt that the sunny warm days had made way for a new season. The house was empty except for him. The music was playing.. the fire on the stove lit and the silence of the feeling was surrounding him closely. The only thing he had was hims...
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