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| Airtight, enclosed, placed away towards the back of the fridge. The spotlight doesn't shine over here. Hidden. The cold seemed comforting. It preserved me. Mold can't form. Until the warmth creeps its way to me. It's soothing. Shining a light on the parts of me that will no longer be frozen in time. You found your way in. |