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Oct 2018
I’ve been falling.
I’ve been feeling the cold,
It breezes through my bones,
And the very moment it chills me,
Your warm embrace fulfills me.
All I can see are the colors falling through the air,
Each holding memories I can’t get back, it’s not fair.
It doesn’t matter how cold it gets,
Home won’t fail to heat me from the inside.
Written by
Hunter Green  In the Moonlit Evergreen
(In the Moonlit Evergreen)   
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     Slightly Lovely and Racheal Rodriguez
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