2. Winter winds

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Winter winds..

Reminds me of the freshly bloomed roses..

Cold winds brushing my skin..

Goosebumps covering the soul..

A long way since the roses bloomed..

And now, 

They lie in between the pages of my book..

Dead..

Once colourful..

Now dull like the words of mine painted by the ink..


..Writer_JP

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