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Raining In Summer
If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts. ~Adam Duritz
The
rain
gently
composes
verse
on its
canvas
of summer
roses.
The
roses
weep
the
colors
of love
planted
long
ago.
Each
drop
a memory
of summer
essence
entwined
with
cold
loneliness.
Copyright ©
Chetta Achara
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