“F a r e w e l l. Summer leaves her gentle goodbye. I seek for her final caress. The final hour is near. The scent already changing to the musty, full aroma of the coming autumn. I linger in the warm evening. Wishing I did not have to let her go.” – Maria Lehtman
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