There's a beauty in being cold.
sending shivers down your spine.
The feeling of floating in an abyss of frozen water, to see all around looking out as if this is a dream.
I see everyone with a flame that burns in such a beautiful Amber way.
This flame dancing never the same,
crackling between the pieces of wood growing higher.
But no matter the beauty that comes with heat, I'm addicted to the beauty that comes with being cold.
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