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ONCE MORE |
The memories we made are like the leaves of a tree ever changing with the Seasons the words the touches the scents
We danced once to the songs of Summer we kissed last to the lullabies of Winter The tears and the laughter are like quiet whispers that flow with a meandering breeze invisible and fleeting
Yet as the mind closes from the touch of regret the heart opens and remembers and smiles once more...
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