Forty eight. Dubai. Hot weather.
Do you remember that ?
We were in love , we were together.
We were happy in our bed.
Just one week. It is so little.
Really, did you forget?
You always were noncommittal.
I didn’t want to say the bad.
Twenty five. Tula. Cold weather.
Winter. I am so sad.
A snowing is like flying feathers.
Tell me, what can I expect.
Forty eight. Dubai. Hot weather
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