Tag: winter
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Winter Winds
Those winter winds feel like spider webs. First the breeze catches my ears, a slight shudder signaling a shutter-full-year. Upon the busy boulevard, where booze is bought in boisterous bars! Where laughs are loud and ladies laud, and all the assholes, they seek applause. Pacific Winter Winds, they greet our coasts. The taverns walls littered…
Writings by Samson Mousa 