I love her soft clouds of hot breath on our cold, old windows. I keep promising her soon, soon, we can spend hours, once again, playing outside.
“In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer.” —Albert Camus
I love her soft clouds of hot breath on our cold, old windows. I keep promising her soon, soon, we can spend hours, once again, playing outside.
“In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer.” —Albert Camus
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