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The air feels cold again Like it did when we walked across the curved crossroad leaving winding footprints buried in the snow When the earth seemed to be peeling off her color folding the summer back into her suitcase
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 12:07 PM UTC
Summer suitcase
The air feels cold again Like it did when we walked across the curved crossroad leaving winding footprints buried in the snow When the earth seemed to be peeling off her color folding the summer back into her suitcase
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 12:07 PM UTC
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