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It's the season of aching For something that I can never quite find a name for The hint of warmth in midst the frozen air God, I still can't find it *And that's why my heart hibernates through the winter*
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Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 1:22 AM UTC
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It's the season of aching For something that I can never quite find a name for The hint of warmth in midst the frozen air God, I still can't find it *And that's why my heart hibernates through the winter*
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OneOfTheTiredSouls
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Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 1:22 AM UTC
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