Meningitis Rash No Other Symptoms

White Field

The first snowfall of the year ...

In a gray Sunday morning ...

Everything is painted white, and that unmistakable flavor



Winter mixes in the air ...

The atmosphere is intense and full of emotions ...



and I think of you ..

I think how wonderful you were last night ...


what I like ...

what my heart is aching ...

as I may be enlightened and kissing

sententia your perfume ...

I miss you to death now ...

I just want you, but

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