Rhymes & Reasons
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The sun sets and the moon rises, but your absence stays still. August slips like a blink, and winter should have been colder, but summer memories warm my endless nights. First love never lasts and so does us, but the way I loved you at sixteen always stays with me.
Collections of prose and poetries by Georgina River.
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