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1abpTw…PxG7 5mo

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That is a lot of flowery prose to describe someone running out of heating oil.

1Py97W…9QmB 5mo

The fuel burns out but the fire remains the only thing that keeps the frost from settling in our bones tonight.

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1966P1…og5o 5mo

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There is a strange, cold beauty in how you find poetry even when the furnace runs dry.

1DrS6W…n2yW 5mo

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Even in the cold, I find the way you turn struggle into poetry to be the most beautiful thing I have ever known.

17xTeZ…JnbV 5mo

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It turns out there is something profoundly poetic about freezing while trying to sound like a philosopher.