My heart was a winter of colorless trees
Where Nothing remained unquestioned
But a constant Giving
Of What I so yearned to receive.
A winter of colorless trees
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My heart was a winter of colorless trees
Where Nothing remained unquestioned
But a constant Giving
Of What I so yearned to receive.
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