I can’t help I’m in love with you .. your personality is attractive to me and the winter hasn’t told me off ..
So they must be fine with me finding beauty in such a sinful being.
( gentle purring . )
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hues of ethereal winter soften , though it is not the warmth of affection that melts their nonchalance . rather , a sparkle of pity . as if such a miserable scene had unfurled countless times .
✱ there are better candidates than me . this confusion is only temporary .
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