A sweet team

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The icy wind stretched it's arms out to us. 

My cheeks are red as I drive around on my bike on the hunt

for some new impressions to soak in. I stop by a place with wild,

almost purple and dead looking bushes. They are framed by a few

birches that always remind me of snow. They are so bright, they let me

dream about the days that were full of light.

I wonder when these days will be back and at the

same time I want to be in this frosty winter. I want to

feel my body getting numb from the cold and warmed

up by the tea that is waiting for me. 

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