Mirage - A One Shot
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We had been together for years.
Time may pass as slowly as the leaves fall in early autumn, like the icy zephyr that blows in the middle of winter, like the distant echoes in spring’s bubbling brooks, and like the lazy rays of the summer sun. It announces itself in the most unforeseen moments, vanishing in the next instant, and yet forsakes the heart with solitude, profound scars and lingering memoirs of what used to be…
And so does love.
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