So cold...so bold
to talk in cold;
Just to say hello
but I do not know where to go.
The winder is in the air,
Like the fair,
It is an event
Like something that we wish it would never end.
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Blessings,
Joker44
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: December 27th, 2019 04:31
- Category: Nature
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