[sunpeak winter sunrise]
and just like that it is winter there is no autumn even though i can smell and taste it. the temperature dropped my fingers bitten i shivered my pedals furiously pedaling shivering i made it past the houses and the hills and the people what will today bring the internal landscape softens the quiet is deafening another cliche but i accept this i cannot almost hear anything it is so loud.
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