COLD NIGHT
SILENT NIGHT , THE BIRDS CEASED THE SONGS , ALL CREATURES ARE ASLEEP EXCEPT ME AND THE STARS , THE BAMBOO TREES DANCE UNDER THE MOONLIGHT AS I WATCH THROUGH THE WINDOW, SINGING BEHALF OF BATS WITH THE WANDERING BREEZE IN THE COLD NIGHT , LETTING ME BREATH FREELY ...
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