The frozen stare of the lifeless dyed stitches of the weaved maple leaf
seamlessly bring patronage to the land around. The hard icy pinch of the
exposed metal on my 10 fingers, and my upper hand froze them with the
slightest touch. The damp, heavy, "fluid" filled my nostrils and clouded
my thoughts, and the sloshes of the water blocked alien sounds in my
ears. Everything around me seemed to bring an inner peace. At last, I felt calm
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