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Death and snowflakes
The second I heard my moms voice on the phone I knew something was wrong,
It was as if my heart stopped beating for a second and my whole body followed along.
I was so angry at god for a moment it felt like my blood was boiling and despite the chilly wind blowling the snow on to myskin I was sweating.
I could'nt process it all, I went outside and I couldn't tell if the my body was too hot for the snowflakes or if my frozen state of mind was melting.
It hurt to see the world go on as a life wasn't ending.
I realized that no matter what the world will keep spinning,
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