
An icy sharp breath
A moon, cold silvery blue
Our winter has come
About the Creator
Maresa Irvin
I have always lived in a world of imagination. If I pass anything on to my daughters I hope it is the ability to make up a world in their minds.

An icy sharp breath
A moon, cold silvery blue
Our winter has come
I have always lived in a world of imagination. If I pass anything on to my daughters I hope it is the ability to make up a world in their minds.
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