The wind on the rooftop is a bit cold, but my heart is even colder. I feel like I’m standing alone in the cold night, with nothing but darkness around me. Every gust of wind seems to echo the loneliness inside, making me wonder if anyone truly understands what I’m going through. Despite the chill in the air, it’s nothing compared to the coldness I feel inside.
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The wind on the rooftop is a bit cold, but my heart is even colder. I feel like I’m standing alone in the cold night, with nothing but darkness around me. Every gust of wind seems to echo the loneliness inside, making me wonder if anyone truly understands what I’m going through. Despite the chill in the air, it’s nothing compared to the coldness I feel inside.