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The breeze was chilly, as most days were. I walked along the sand, trudging as i struggled not to fall. It was a cold day. As always.

The wind hit my face repeatedly, but i didn't notice it much. My face had become numb with the cold, as the rest of my body was becoming slowly. I was entranced by the view. The ocean, the beach... it was cloudy, gray and overcast. It was lovely.

I felt the loneliness like a warm hug, and i smile wistfully.