Wind blowing curtains
Sunshine, you are welcome
I linger on the hot sand…
Or path in the forest
Feeling the leaves underfoot
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The birds sing lazy
It takes time to warm up for now
Brigadier’s sky, there are no clouds
You can feel it with your soul
That winter won’t be long
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Hot tea, a friendly book
The butterflies that tease me
Flying free the damned
For the sake of the breeze
These wings are amazing
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If the cold chills the bones
A blanket fits very well
From the window I see the moon
The White Lady of Winter
She loves him too ✨🌬️❄️
✨️Mágica Mistura
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