Like A Blooming Blossom

Mature

I can clearly remember the day it happened.

The sunset was beautiful, orange and pink clouds where scattered out in the sky.

The memory was a memorbal one, before the truth slowly crept up and kicked away

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I can clearly remember the day it happened.

The sunset was beautiful, orange and pink clouds where scattered out in the sky.

The memory was a memorbal one, before the truth slowly crept up and kicked away

I never knew memory and love could be forgotten so fast.

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