#1594-Storms
11/12/2021
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Early autumn days,
By a deserted beach,
In a land,
Now far from here.
Cloudy skies,
A warm breeze,
And fond memories,
Of days spent,
Laughing, walking,
Sharing stories.
How quickly they passed,
Like those summer storms,
In the middle of the night.
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