taking his is breathtaking features. His pale white skin and visible red nose; he was slightly ill, a cold, possibly. As I stand there, the cold, harsh wind nearly pushing me off my feet, I let my mind wonder back to when we first met in this exact coffee shop, hidden within the busy streets in New York City only a year ago. The contrast of his eyes was almost unexplainable; It was something I, for one, had never seen before. The brown canvas that held small specks of green and blue was enough in itself…
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