it was in the waning afternoon,
that i walked along the river–
the wind whipping my cheeks,
stinging my eyes and holding my cold hands–
later, in the depths of a dark winter evening
it hurled itself against the glass windows,
whispering and crying for attention
spanishwoods 
I could really feel chill…reading your post……amazing
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Thank you.
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Nice!
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Thank you!
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Loved your post.
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Thanks so much.
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Tremendously beautiful.
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Thank you so very much.
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I love the way you describe the feeling of winter in such a short paragraph. If you would be so kind as to check out my blog and tell me what you think I would appreciate the feedback.
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Thank you. I will visit your blog 🙂
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hauntingly beautiful 🙂
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Thank you Jodi. 🙂
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hi. i just started my blog today and i’m really inspired by your posts 🙂
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Thank you and I wish the very best for your new journey with your blog. 🙂
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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