Imagine you

The secret of mountains and rivers

It’s wind and rain

The wind blows down a leaf

The rain turns into a snow

Suddenly wanted to grasp her hand

In this windy time

Not because i’m cold

Just want to warm her up

Craving arms for too long

You should smell the freedom

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