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It's the breeze of Autumn, the colours of new fallen leaves. It's the first snowfall of Winter, the gentle fire keeping me warm. It's the rain of Spring, tapping on the window, singing it's song. It's the ocean of Summer, endless and calming.
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
Her Love,
It's the breeze of Autumn, the colours of new fallen leaves. It's the first snowfall of Winter, the gentle fire keeping me warm. It's the rain of Spring, tapping on the window, singing it's song. It's the ocean of Summer, endless and calming.
crystaline-rose
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
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