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On these cold nights I dream of yellow In the depths of a fire Crackling to match the thunder. The trickling rain Shows a mirror on the ground Another world, Close my eyes and sink under Maple syrup and apple cider My inner thoughts Like honey colored drops.
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 2:16 AM UTC
Honey
On these cold nights I dream of yellow In the depths of a fire Crackling to match the thunder. The trickling rain Shows a mirror on the ground Another world, Close my eyes and sink under Maple syrup and apple cider My inner thoughts Like honey colored drops.
#rain#march#springbreak#cold
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 2:16 AM UTC
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