The circus left the city and took the snow with him.
And he took you too. The house became quiet and lonely,
but the smell of books replaced the smell of you.
And I can't say if I’m fine with that.
333 days till December.
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Oh, this is lovely. Especially the second line. Just perfect. xxx
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