Look at the floor. The confetti lies scattered like rainbow-colored snow, a quiet reminder of the faster life we chased just hours ago, hoping to feel a brighter glow. The glasses are empty now, every last drop drained. We find ourselves scrolling through our phones, looking back at the memories of last January. Back then, it was warm. We believed we would be perfectly fine. Now, we are left wi...
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