Time freezes
Was the thought of the boy who right now was dying of cold, the seconds, felt like minutes, the minutes felt like ''hours'' hours was the though of the child, how many time he has been lost? did his mother miss him? or she did even noticed he's not there? how is her granny? or his baby brother? all this thouhgts were on the mind of the poor child who was so scared and tired of being there....
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Hwaa火花
PoetryThis is the story of a young boy, who got lost in mid of a snow storm. Inspired by (G)IDLE song hwaa
