The cold was and is the only catalyst for me. The forest breathes deep within me. My head is full of storms, but I do enjoy the endless rain, it suits me well. I feel my spirit, I feel it more than the blood that flows in my veins. This could be a lucid dream, but who cares as long as I get to enjoy the snow. To breathe the cold is to feel the cleansing of my soul. WOULD YOU BLESS ME AGAIN? MOTHER!!! MOTHER!!! I NEED THE COLD!!! I NEED AN ENDLESS WINTER!!!
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