Nov 2024
One day while strolling on the snow,
Following the murmuring flakes below,
My breath caught and I felt it then,
Caught in your eyes, and can't breathe again.
Following the murmuring flakes below,
My breath caught and I felt it then,
Caught in your eyes, and can't breathe again.
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