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Sep 2016
Sitting alone
watching the leaves
closing me eyes
as I take a sip of my piping hot coffee
the bitter autumn wind flips the pages of my journal
the sky become gloomy
and the fire is lit
still with a mug in my hand
I sip hot chocolate
hazael-fae
Written by
hazael-fae  18/F
(18/F)   
380
   --- and Doug Potter
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