White, white snowflakes
Framed against
A black, black sky
A light, light flurry
Coming down
Of special, special surprises
The cold, cold taste
Of them
As you catch them on your tongue
Feels
Like
Bliss
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:42 PM UTC
White, white snowflakes
Framed against
A black, black sky
A light, light flurry
Coming down
Of special, special surprises
The cold, cold taste
Of them
As you catch them on your tongue
Feels
Like
Bliss
Coming out from dance it was snowing differently than normal, a very beautiful experience!
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