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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ morning frost etches promises on every windowpane~ a year unwritten, white as snowfall, quiet as the hush between breaths. dreamers and poets~ optimists scribbling hope with numb fingers, believing the cold will thaw into something we dare to name.
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