Hurried fairy clouds on bricks walk;
When the nature like a distended lass,
changing over her cloak from green to autumn.
The essence of transformation made wind heavier.
A wonder distance beholder of transform,
realized nothing is for ever.
With a fear of losing his sweetheart
The lad asked his love,
“What if forever is a lie?”
under the open sky; closing her eyes,
held him close and whispered in his ear
“then lets live each moment as last.”
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