# Tiny tale 1
Under the naked sky
They sat down by the sea
He whispered in her ears- Girl! You are so cold!
She replied back- And you are so warm!
Only she knew, cold never bothered her and how warm is the cold to her!
It is the warmth that stings her!
Awakens the undead!
Melts the water!
Yours
I am not scared of the unknown
I scared of the known
Under the naked sky
They sat down by the sea
He whispered in her ears- Girl! You are so cold!
She replied back- And you are so warm!
Only she knew, cold never bothered her and how warm is the cold to her!
It is the warmth that stings her!
Awakens the undead!
Melts the water!
Yours
I am not scared of the unknown
I scared of the known
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