*Grunt*
I hate snow and don't say no because you know how snow hides all the flowers that are aching to bloom! - Oh no my dear no I don't think that the snow is the vilain here the snow puts the flowers to sleep becomes their blanket so they can dream while resting but still growing and perhaps at their last days become something you will admire while you pass by feeling euphoric because spring has arrived and you can finally go outside and have a picnic, drink your red wine with your friends and feel peaceful....
Short story by night soul woman
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Written on 2015-02-09 at 07:43
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