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​What I remember most
Is how cold, dark, and grey the world seemed that month.
I remember the black nights with slick roads reflecting shining street lights in the rain.
I remember chattering teeth and miserable company.
And I remember that despite everything,
I was standing,
Alive and breathing.
Red faced and cold I was alive.
I remember that winter.

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