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Dec 2017
Muffled
Silent
Quiet as a funeral
But there is a beauty in the silence
To drift away with the cold winter air
I could stay out here forever
To join the silence of the snow
The peace is new
And sadly never permanent
Winter, my favorite time of the year. I love this season because I love the cold air and the clothes that come with it like sweaters and hoodies.
Croiyon
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Croiyon  18/M/North America
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