I love the feeling of winter,
When your eyes pour dewdrops
As a misty December
has crossed ; dropped out,
and now closed her eyes
Seasons may come and go
From winter to spring,
but I love you until
the end of my life time
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
When your eyes pour dewdrops
As a misty December
has crossed ; dropped out,
and now closed her eyes
Seasons may come and go
From winter to spring,
but I love you until
the end of my life time
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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