February
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Mohammad Skati
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If Winter has a heart, then Its heart is February Simply because it depicts Everything cold Here and there... Being of control, February is Winter itself In all of its cold items Anywhere and everywhere... There are twelve months in a year, but That February is completely different... Our eyes see, our ears hear, our mouths talk, Our hands touch, and noses smell That is called February... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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