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Winters are awfully cold, aren't they? "I dream of an epiphany." I whispered, completely shattered and unable to hoof onto reality. It's yet another one of my writer's block and I'm overthinking again. Just as I'm about to log off, a particularly disconcerting title captures my attention: "The Inevitable Doom of yet another failed writer."
The Nights I'm left alone
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