Breeze
A cold breeze passes
upon my face,
I begin to shiver
Cool wind shines on me and
I quiver.
The wind is unforgiving,
it sits forever ,
spinning In the little box of wind,
in my pocket.
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A cold breeze passes
upon my face,
I begin to shiver
Cool wind shines on me and
I quiver.
The wind is unforgiving,
it sits forever ,
spinning In the little box of wind,
in my pocket.
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