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true animal
Changing seasons dark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning...
the wind whispers my name
chills go down my spine
I continue...
the river runs
the...
Changing seasons dark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning...
the wind whispers my name
chills go down my spine
I continue...
the river runs
the...
