Summer breeze
Spring will return no more
Drive nor breeze
Summer is really coming
Just breathe
Along the white waves and the long black shores
And the colorful footprints in the sand
Through the dark cave and the low vivid green bushes
And the fresh air in the breeze
Along the calm smooth sea and the greedy seabirds
And the shining seashells in the sand
Through the pious prayers and the brilliant stained-glass windows
And the snowy cirrus clouds in the sky
Labels: Memories

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You write very well.
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