Clear sky, a gentle breeze brushes past me but no rain cloud in sight

I look up and see young Falco, He seems to be enjoying himself up there,

I nod to greet him and he responds with a knot on his flight chart, I smile to myself "he actually understood me",

I look far to my right and I see a rainbow, I become nostalgic as a wave of emotions passes through me,
A warm trip down memory lane
... those were the days

~ad orientem solem~
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