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Mar 2020
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It’s 3 AM and I woke up?
Amidst the walls I cast my gaze
And at this night each thing froze up
Except my heart that’s full of blaze.

And chilly air keeps knocking the window,
It’s windy. I shift my sight towards that flow.
My body shiver leaving warm pillow.
Wow, the lonely street that’s full of snow?

I think of you and of that dream ,
Is it my ice queen whom I saw?
And did you reach me with your beam?
And of your love am I in awe?

It all feels strange.
The snow in spring,
Me in your range,
What will it bring?
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breeze
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breeze  ~
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       ---, breeze and Fawn
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