I love how cold and clear the night sky is. I love laying in the cold grass and looking up, up, up, infinitely, and seeing everything and nothing at the same time.
I love those nights when it's so cold it hurts a little every time you take a breath in.
Nights like those are when my soul is free, when even though my heart hurts a little, I don't have to keep telling myself that everything is going to be okay.
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beautiful
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