The cold snow falls slowly on your face while heat builds up inside of your scarf.
Winter is the person that you don't understand but it's the way they are. You don't really understand why Winter is a season. Neither does he.
Winter is a season full of mystery, and our curiosity. Curiosity isn't a crazy thing...
Curiosity is the pinnacle of humanity
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Life is a Long Story
PoetryLife isn't about finding yourself, it's about making yourself. --George Bernard Shaw 💚
