January 12, 2018
By Anonymous

Seems like yesterday, birds chirping, flying through the clear blue skies. Sun shining bright, flowers still blossoming as they lay on my front doorstep. Trees stood high with confidence, forming shadows on the bleak concrete, and the calming sound of water falling from the fountains eased emotions. The days become longer and the skies start to turn grey. The winds become cooler, and the birds song becomes a grim reminisce of when we used to love each other.

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