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Saturday, 23 May 2020

You turned my life into
a garden of maple trees

You showed me hues
I have never seen before

You tuned my ears to symphonies 
played by wind nymphs

You made me believe 
in the magic of the world

So,
I know, one day
even if I have to let you go

like any shedded maple leaf
You will always stay to be 
my colourful memory
at

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