Surrounded by summer mist.
Wilting toward the stream.
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Dread of favorite persons moving? That is my guess.
ReplyDeleteI feel that too with your family, only I don't have a number to count down, it's just an abstract idea that punches me in the stomach every once in a while when I remember that it's reality.