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Dec 2017
I met you when the air was filled with strong winds, the snow was piled up high and roads were icy;

Soon the leaves started to grow back, the flowers blossomed along with gentle a breeze, it rained a lot;

Not long after the air was warm when it pushed against my skin, the sky filled with singing birds;

Later, the wind brought the leaves to the ground, crisp air filled my lungs as I inhaled;

I fell in love with you more and more as the year move along;

But my heartache found it's way in through the open window on a rainy fall day; that's when I realized that the wind can bring in more than just love.

t.h.
Taija
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Taija  20/F/🇨🇦
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