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kyburg“I took cold showers in the middle of winter,
I drank hot tea on the warmest days of summer,
I took fallen leaves and made a bouquet for the woman I loved,
I walked on vibrant green grass and called it a murder,
I sat on the porch with my hands shaking from the cold,
I walked on ice and slipped a thousand times and still decided to cross the same path once again,
I caught snowflakes and raindrops on my tongue and called it an adventure,
I picked up the first flower of this spring and committed a murder again,
I woke up to sun streaming into my bedroom through the blinds and,”
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I drank hot tea on the warmest days of summer,
I took fallen leaves and made a bouquet for the woman I loved,
I walked on vibrant green grass and called it a murder,
I sat on the porch with my hands shaking from the cold,
I walked on ice and slipped a thousand times and still decided to cross the same path once again,
I caught snowflakes and raindrops on my tongue and called it an adventure,
I picked up the first flower of this spring and committed a murder again,
I woke up to sun streaming into my bedroom through the blinds and,”
- it was more than enough. (via rrey) http://ift.tt/eA8V8J
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