Letters of Life

Untitled (Part 1)

The passing of time
Hours like minutes, seconds
deadening the soul

The summer breeze flown
In with the cold autumn air
The damp, the rain, sleet

What is a memory?
How does it matter and why?
Raindrops fall like tears

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