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I like the cold
It’s the last day of summer.
All I have to say is Notus
Go away.
You never were my friend,
The humidity you heave
Hates me.
Boreas blow me a cold front
Let the morning air give
Me goose bumps.
Let it rain and thunder
Make me see my breath
And shiver.
Artemis always was better
The moon deserves dominance
In the sky.
My thoughts are most vivid
At night sometimes I like that
Sometimes I don’t
I Love Winter
I bundle up and go bird watching. Alone, I am good company for me. Great write. Brrrrr...