I can feel it, coming in the air tonight
I can see the hazy shade of winter in the corner of my eye
I can feel its cold breathe in my neck
The weak summer ends, and the winter is coming again.
So, here we go again. The years is coming to an end, and it is only now that I feel like writing something. Here comes "next year I sh...
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