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Sniffles
The past is gone yet the memories haunt
long sleeves of trees in Autumn's breeze
Whispering over nooks and chilly brooks
with the sniffles and pesky allergies
In nature's rhythm, no time for sarcasm
as the butterflies take flight
long sleeves of trees in Autumn's breeze
Whispering over nooks and chilly brooks
with the sniffles and pesky allergies
In nature's rhythm, no time for sarcasm
as the butterflies take flight
Published 27th Dec 2024
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