Wednesday, 29 November 2023

Camilla

A cold wind blows, it stokes my fear, who remains at home, snow doves arch above, the sky is needle clear, so far away from love, give money for his clothes, everything’s so dear, there are no bad notes, ski with those who live, laughing ups the gear, choose who always will, my vision's very slow, whenever it's unclear know we are never alone, thrown across the slips, worry who comes near, those you'll never hit, wear long coats to show, winter's only once a year, try to reach our saoul, shiny frozen tears.

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