Sun is getting down, the night approaches quietly, the garden is naked and cold.
No birds on the trees, no leaves, no color...
Just the grey and blue in the sky... And the wind... Chilly... just as much as is needed to frozen your heart.
Sometimes, all I need is....
T.M.
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