Summer
Location
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Autumn Wind
rustles softly by
as the forgotten wait
for Summer's soft sigh
to remember them
and smile through the rain
so they may reach
for the sky once again
Autumn Wind
rustles softly by
as the forgotten wait
for Summer's soft sigh
to remember them
and smile through the rain
so they may reach
for the sky once again
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