Its November.
Yeah
My Favorite month Of The Year
Miss My Days In Zafaraniye Street
With All The Leafs & Colors & Rain Over My Car Front Window
& The Gross Smell Of Cigarette On My Coat.
Warm Dreams & Bright View ahead
Once Things were easy
Once The Sound of Music Was In The Air
Once Hope Was Written With Bold Font
Once I Haven't Heard What I Hear
Once I Haven't Seen The Things I've Seen
Once I Haven't Felt The Anger I Feel
Once I Haven't Think The Way I Do Now
Once I Had a Real Sweet Sweet November.

But I'm Not Sure Its a Sweet November.

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