Winter Sun
The Winter Sun, it does not speak
But whispers if you care to hear
Its vapoured breath comes wan and weak
The coldest, harshest time of year.
CCG
2024/01/23
Winter Sun
The Winter Sun, it does not speak
But whispers if you care to hear
Its vapoured breath comes wan and weak
The coldest, harshest time of year.
CCG
2024/01/23
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