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Pathways hidden the tincture lost The sanctuary of a garden singed by frost A crisp morning air the tranquillity The toned down colours of a muted sea.
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Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 9:33 PM UTC
Winter
Pathways hidden the tincture lost The sanctuary of a garden singed by frost A crisp morning air the tranquillity The toned down colours of a muted sea.
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Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 9:33 PM UTC
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