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dry air stale cold hair wind rolling along the grass; plastic, fake torture to the lungs pleasing to the eyes almost everything in this world is full of white lies blurred lines, goodbyes, and circling lives we've adapted to fake, broken remaining pieces but, step out please into life you'll find that no matter what weather, season or condition, life exists everywhere even in the sharpest winter air it is pure raw, fresh enjoy it while you can before you become a part of nature again