The ice around their hearts, our hearts, will melt, along with the polar ice caps. If we let it or write it into being. Though one does not necessitate the other. In fact, the exact opposite is correct. Because as we write, we find what is ‘true blue’ within ourselves and others, what truly flows through our veins. As we all bleed the same colors, red, …
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