
Fall is almost gone. The cold weather is nearer. The rain is changing into snow, there, in the mountains. But we keep the same, we keep falling apart.
I felt a little bit poet today…

Fall is almost gone. The cold weather is nearer. The rain is changing into snow, there, in the mountains. But we keep the same, we keep falling apart.
I felt a little bit poet today…
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