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Dec 2017
the sun felt like a scorching torch on my skin,
but oh,
did it feel nice.

all i can feel now is the light tap of the snowflakes against my coat,
but oh,
does it still feel nice.
HR
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HR  17/F/italy
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     Carina and Pagan Paul
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