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August
August enters with a cold draft through the half open window,
Rain laiden clouds positioning themselves above,
As little drops of relief begin to pour, the soil underneath triggers my memories,
I rush outside to be intertwined with August,
Half the year has gone by but everything seems to be in place,
I worry August will leave sooner than it arrived and we wouldn't notice like the rest of the days.
© Oindrilla
Rain laiden clouds positioning themselves above,
As little drops of relief begin to pour, the soil underneath triggers my memories,
I rush outside to be intertwined with August,
Half the year has gone by but everything seems to be in place,
I worry August will leave sooner than it arrived and we wouldn't notice like the rest of the days.
© Oindrilla
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