Dear winter,
I like you. Seriously, I do. I may not enjoy you as much as the other seasons, but I have to admit to a certain childlike glee whenever I see huge fluffy flakes of snow falling from the sky.
That being said, would it kill you to not be such a friggin' tease?
I mean, I was sort of getting used to the bitter cold, but then you had to pull
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