Oh to be warmed even in the coldest of days, when the white, impenetrable snow falls, and the city stops for a moment, and even the rain worships the ground instead of sullying it.
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Little Things in Life
Random"I hate a Roman named Status Quo!" - Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury
To be in love
Oh to be warmed even in the coldest of days, when the white, impenetrable snow falls, and the city stops for a moment, and even the rain worships the ground instead of sullying it.
