The snow had begun to accumulate on top of my head, as I leaned out on the balcony, watching the flakes fall. I should have probably gone in ages ago. Yet, out here. Surrounded by white fluffy flakes that muffled noise to the point where I could barely hear the sirens in the distance, I felt...peace. I didn't want to leave it. Didn't want to go back inside, back into the warmth, but also into the high tension that had permeated into the walls of my home. At least, out here, I could pretend all was well, that all was bright. If...cold. Yet right now, Cold was perferable, because out here, I felt peace.
-Inspiration from it snowing outside
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