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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024
Submitted to Contest #240
The morning breeze carries the smell of freshness that only comes with the spring air. With a promise of renewal, spring had finally come. I close my eyes and breathe in the morning dew that still lingers on the grass around me. The once vibrant nature around me has dulled since a year ago, I think to myself. The wind gently caresses my face, as if seeking forgiveness from a lost lover; perhaps it is. Seasons feel weird to me now, the way nothing stops or deviates them from their designated time gives the impression of breaking a sacred prom...
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