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I've spent years traveling the tundra to find you and maybe for you to reach out and find me too. But you like the cold and I am tired of accommodating to your landscape. It's cold and barren here. This love is frostbitten.
Hey, oh, hey, I would like to hear more of this and we got to do a poetry slam up on this. It's about time. It's about time we get into our poetic senses. Check out the content from the user revenge is a bitch. She's a really good user at this poetry. And I would recommend it. She was really active during the poetry month. Shout out to you. Oh, hey.
on a deserted desert island in the middle of the sea by myself trying to learn and understand and grasp the immensity that is reality alone I sit alone I stand alone I sleep alone I breathe knowing that you are out there out there somewhere
Oof, Ali, amor frio. I really, really love the words. And the resonate, darling, because I'm here in Europe, so yeah. The cold is colding, the cold is colding. But the love is warm.