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The waters are frozen. The wind is asleep. The clouds are at home reading laying bare a clear sky with gentle stars and beloved moon listing with relaxed smile.
The sounds of truck and train reverberate lonely. Only we are awake.
The waters are frozen. The wind is asleep. The clouds are at home reading laying bare a clear sky with gentle stars and beloved moon listing with relaxed smile.
The sounds of truck and train reverberate lonely. Only we are awake.
The clouds feel heavy and fill the sky waiting. A tentative touch of sparse rain shrinks back into the stillness, the wind holds its breath. The birds are enjoying themselves.
The clouds feel heavy and fill the sky waiting. A tentative touch of sparse rain shrinks back into the stillness, the wind holds its breath. The birds are enjoying themselves.