Published on Sun, 7th Jun 2026 at 18:05
Reluctantly, as summer leaves, our autumns heart is all she perceives. Of what she dreamed, we cannot believe, as winters hand is all we receive. What of spring and how she deceives? what of the saplings that learn to grieve? Reluctantly, as summer leaves, our autumns soul is left to weave ...
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