No I do not recognise this winter. This stupid winter. The one without sunshine. This one.All gloom. All gray. So miserably gray. And damp.
Where is that winter I know? The one with sunshine that does not scorch.
No I do not recognise this winter. Send the one that I love back to me.
Where is that winter I know? The one with sunshine that does not scorch.
No I do not recognise this winter. Send the one that I love back to me.
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