Seasons

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you were my summer boiling my blood, drying my skin.

I wasn't prepared for your end but it came without warning

quick

sudden

completely out of no where

like a car crash in the middle of the highway

and then the leaves began to fall

hard

fast

without warning

and the landing was soft and delicate

just like the way you left me

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