Ah the last night i felt the winter nights
are giving knocks at our doors with bide
The feeling of mine
Instantly counted to nine
Reminded me the perfect relaxations
of the imperfect perfections
the pleasant night in the company of mine
rustling leaves, howling winds and stars with shine
just a thought
did this alot..
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Very good, looking forward to learning more from you
Nine...but not ten... Interesting...
Good one!
Superb