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Jun 2015
As I wake in the morning
to find my favourite window
covered in mist
I then realise winter is here just, just

Its warm in my bed
Id rather rest my head
then face the cold of winter
as winter is just, just

I fear the cold of winter
trenching over my face
is it to late to long for summer
coz winter is here just, just
Winter, Cold, Summer, Cuddles
Lazlo Mehl
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Lazlo Mehl  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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