Happy Life
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Just when I got used to the depressing, dark mornings, the unpleasant cold, and wrapping myself in layers of fabric, it suddenly became bright again, and this light illuminates the semi-dry, grimy asphalt. The wind blowing is too hot for a winter coat and too cold for an off-season one :smile48: :smile48: :smile48:
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
