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Dec 2016
This December
         It is too cold
               More than ever
                        Here in Oymyakon
                              A Wolf howls
                                    It is a wretched mourn
                                          Snow is falling
                                          So am I
                                           My dear love
                                           Sasha Gaze

                                        
                                             shanikayrs
shanika yrs
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shanika yrs  Colombo
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