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It creeps across the ground slowly with the night. The moon is covered in it, and the earth will soon be. The oceans are already gone, and the Sun disappeared a week ago. The world is dying. Slowly being drained of life. It's now a necessity not to have to step over the bodies of those who froze faster than you. I don't know how I've survived so long. It's a miracle. I know if the US is like this that places like Russia must be horrible. I feel bad for them all.
My bones are slowly covered in ice...

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