I can still smell the snow falling down the blue ski. The sound of white flakes brings warmth to my frozen heart. From far away the day comes to an end...
I did not want to be sentimental but that's what my friends are writing about these days. I'm back and I'm leaving again as promised. Don't cry, hopefully I will see you again before the end of the year.
Note: As mentioned earlier You can download whatever you want but I really appreciate people leaving comments.
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