The fourth day of May

superbluehaze
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Brown leaves drift in the wind, it is autumn again. We met in the spring and spent that autumn together never knowing how precious each falling leaf which with the days drifted away. We met in the spring, you died in winter when the Magnolias were blooming so, six years ago. We were together...

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