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.
No time, no preparation, just write because, once more you just procrastinated until the last second. And we'll, who cares, the blog is ...
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