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How I miss the days of warm sunshine and lying in the grass day dreaming. Winter has it's own beauty, from walking every morning at six to witness the pearly round moon, following me whereever I go. The feeling that every flower is in deep sleep and every body is under warm layers of blankets. The sweetness of climbing into bed at the end of the day and falling into deep sleep. Take every day as it comes, because -as I ask my self everyday - it's important to make the most of it, because what if this was the last day I was living in? Then how would I want to live it.
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