winds bite
our hands are cold
but my heart is light
and our laughs are bold
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The color in rain || Watty's 2018
ПоэзияBECAUSE my dear, the most FRIGHTENING thunderstorms create the most BEAUTIFUL rainbows. * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * ** * a collection of short bittersweet poems
part 11: wind
winds bite
our hands are cold
but my heart is light
and our laughs are bold