The Death of Summer

The Death of Summer

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"It was summer but the bones of the trees were already showing. Like them I was bare naked and thrust toward the sky, feeling the death of summer like a phoenix flame." Just because you're dead doesn't mean you can't feel alive. *some explicit language*
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I looked outside; the sun had set but the light remained. That little moment when the light still covers the sky before night swallows it up, that tiny moment in time is when the sky truly looks majestic. I feel the same way, this little time before the night takes me away. Everything that begins will end somehow, somewhere... "Will my end be just an end?" He asked himself, Little did he know, his end was only the beginning

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