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once again, i watched the yellow leaves broke off from branches, assembling, casting a figure, rhyming swiftly with the cold, playful Wind. years ago, it happened quickly. only i arrived later and lost somebody, whose hands were melting, and saw the cold Wind for it was done. but today, it passed through the strands of my beloved’s hair, so i asked the soft Wind be softer that only i…may have the frozen hands, secretly repelling.
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
the wind
once again, i watched the yellow leaves broke off from branches, assembling, casting a figure, rhyming swiftly with the cold, playful Wind. years ago, it happened quickly. only i arrived later and lost somebody, whose hands were melting, and saw the cold Wind for it was done. but today, it passed through the strands of my beloved’s hair, so i asked the soft Wind be softer that only i…may have the frozen hands, secretly repelling.
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
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