Freezerburn

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She liked cold nights.
She liked watching snowflakes dance through the air as she twirled to soft jazz by the fire.
She liked the way the world seemed to be asleep and yet so awake all at once.
The heat inside sparked a light in her like nothing had ever before.
With her eyes closed, mind turned off, and body aflame, she danced gracefully.
Her body seemed to shiver with the burning cold of outside.
She finally felt alive.
-S
Wednesday.January 11.2017

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