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The Warm Winter

This one particular winter,
The roads looked like the ones from my dreams at 4 a.m.
The chrysanthemum tea tasted like the type of bitter
that could make my tastebuds dance.
The night sounded as if it was the safest thing
that could surround my body.
The air smelled like my uncle's cigarette smoke from
a family reunion.
The winter felt...
warm.

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