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Jan 5
the breeze gently caresses my hair
they freeze my tears, and any tears threatening to flow out
this time of year always makes me the saddest,
yet the cold weather always finds a way to try to cure my sadness
since you have not been here to take that role anymore
maybe i am just trying to find ways to comfort myself this fall
but i can feel the cold wind hug me
letting me know that its okay that you're not here
because now i have discovered a new friend
a new partner
it is no longer you and i
it is i and the world
i wrote this back when it was fall
noor
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noor  14/F/usa
(14/F/usa)   
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