Today, the ground is covered in snow, the kind that’s wet and heavy, crunching pleasantly under one’s shoes. For some reason, I’ve always felt it carries a heavy heart. Even after sitting in the office for hours, I can still hear the echoes of that crunch, as if it’s quietly sharing its burdens with me. Don’t worry, I’m always here for you, my friend, I thought.
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