Hello, friends.
I love winter evenings, melancholic whispers of cold breeze,dusky evenings, leaves falling the last glimpse of the sun and the moon drowning in clouds in the darkness of night.
In December's golden sunshine you're still walking down some silent path a voice comes in the biting winter cold you still go up to the roof.
The memories of you haunt me in this cold weather this season will be over before you even realize it.
This rain, this weather, this cool breeze, this drizzle...if you weren't far away we'd drink tea together.
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