Chapitre 33: I heard the wind
There's a ray of sun
But the temperature is low
The coldness against my skin
The warmth coming from the blanket
The windchimes tinkling softly
The curtains sways outside the window
And papers scattered everywhere
As the wind blew hard
I stood by the windowsill
Enjoying the cold breeze
Hair danced against the wind
As I listen to the song of the wind
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