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It was August

It was a dream about Autumn

I recall my lady coming to me

I remember this feeling like it was yesterday

My lady in white

Her hair like fire

Kissed by the drop of the golden sun

A magic view

Living free in my mind

A new song came to my lips

Songs about you

Hymns of your praise

Rains of your enchanted beauty pours like grains in my mind space

Drums and flags are raised as you parade my thoughts

Cut through my memories to live in this vivid Realm

You are my day away

My destination ethereal

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There is really nothing flowing in our mind but just pure poetries whenever we see some beautiful being in front of us. And yours do really looked like Autumn herself if she were personified. 💛 Beautiful poem.

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