Autumn.

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I am fighting with myself

I dont like it when it's cold outside

So comeon and join me again

These places are too brown

I need more colors

So i take paint and run after you

I see pupkins and brascelts, and hats and scraf, and lives and cars, and witches and parks

I baked cookes just for me

And i make coffe, and hot chocolate, and autumns tes

I runed around the old clones

I watch every single day harry potter movie

I running around the forest

Born like i was in the FBI

And left the scarf

And tiping my book

And hiding on a horse

And driving the red car

And listen to my favourite music

And had long white socs

Wearing black tights

And skirts

And holy ground because i like when its cold but not too much for dig a plant

So i can't tell you what i have learnt and its kills you because we don't talk anymore

But i don't care that much really because i have learnt something

And i like it

I like sitting right there when noone is around

And you are not here

I like when i wondered how would it be like if i was in college

Harry potter college when i can driving on the upstate state when its fall

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