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The other day, she brought me winter in a box. It

The other day, she brought me winter in a box.

It rained leaves that day, yellow leaves. #NojotoQuote The other day, she brought me winter in a box.

It rained leaves that day, yellow leaves.
The branches were dried up, the sparrows were flying low.
We sat there not holding hands.
Just looking at the same sky.

I told her that I like how she lets her curls fall on her black eyes before telling stories about her trips.
The other day, she brought me winter in a box.

It rained leaves that day, yellow leaves. #NojotoQuote The other day, she brought me winter in a box.

It rained leaves that day, yellow leaves.
The branches were dried up, the sparrows were flying low.
We sat there not holding hands.
Just looking at the same sky.

I told her that I like how she lets her curls fall on her black eyes before telling stories about her trips.

The other day, she brought me winter in a box. It rained leaves that day, yellow leaves. The branches were dried up, the sparrows were flying low. We sat there not holding hands. Just looking at the same sky. I told her that I like how she lets her curls fall on her black eyes before telling stories about her trips.