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Har TRÖÖGT..
The winters chill
gets in the air.
It swiftly blows
through my hair.
Whispering winds
carry it to me.
The cold is bitter
but how can it be.
I'm feeling warm like
as if you're here.
If only in my heart...
I feel you near.
Annons