more than two witnesses (but two is enough)

outside the sky is mist, can't see blue for miles and this is how, i like it somedays colder than others cold shoulders and cold hands soon there'll be "c'mon, it's christmas"s and happy holiday music everywhere and the sky says it's so, the breath watch, fall perfect from my lips says so.

2003-11-19 | 7:12 p.m.
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