the grass was cool and dewy
as it brushed against her bare skin
giving her a soothing hug
as she stared up at the sky
illuminated by miniature suns
at night
what a beautiful sight
indeed
the wind sang sweet melodies
in her ear
that reminded her of the
familiar words so many had told her before
"I will never forget you."
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