some photographs might turn yellow when time goes by
and some memories when narrated for a hundred times
sound a lot more trivial than the first time
and some times it takes a lot less effort than you expected
and things just are a tiny bit easier than before
and you feel better--admit it!
it's February
and according to a particular calendar
of a place that I just get to know
this is the very first month of spring
bizarre though it might sound
I think that this time I would rather 'classify' February
into my spring months
rather than the icy heart of winter
that always left a distant memory covered in snow
fading out..again and again..
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