...without in ...a soft snow
- Feb. 11, 2014, 7:29 p.m.
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...I just don't feel myself here ...I loved to write for one ~ who would read and love ...but since he's not here, my voice falls silent...my life sleeps in winter and sadness is the feeling of being alone in this place ,...
....until whenever
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