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just winter |
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Crimson rain flip-flops on my tiny world, I, a lonesome sparrow, long to taste spring's joy. Twilight, a fiery flame, dimming, slowly, The monotonous crescendo of the sea rocks my aveoli. My arteries and veins mourn like sad nightingales, My heart whispers its grief to the young moon; Each heartbeat, a musical note, becoming less audible As the auburn sky swallows my winding neurones. I am, slowly, mesmerized, seeing the Earth wane. |
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