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The Drunk

The freezing, snow-filled wind cut to the bone while he drunkenly stumbled his way across the field from the bar to his dorm.  It was too hard to see and it felt like everything was spinning.  That is when he tripped and fell into the snow.

He wanted to take a minute to rest. For the world to stop spinning.  He curled up in the snow and closed his eyes.  Just for a minute, he thought as the snow started to cover him.  Just a minute and he would be good to go.

There he would remain until the spring thaw.

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