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Short steps...
Deep breaths...
Every thing's alright...
Chin up,
I can't,
Step into the spotlight...
I have cold hands,
Now you may ask yourself Why did you make this story, and why is it called cold hands? Well, my dear reader, I don't exactly know myself. I'm not sure what this is nor do I understand it. I guess this is the wonderful mix production of my need to post something [because I can't get my mystery story posted (or even finish the prologue)] And my drive for a story without a plot or anything, As well as the weird abyss of my mind that thought it was right to think anyone would actually care about the fact that my hands are always cold.
There were an assortment of other reasons but I'm too lazy to write them down and realized that no one probably cares. But alas whatever this is, or whatever it becomes, I hope it's somewhat enjoyable.
