Summer's End
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Another year
Swiftly slips past:
Departure and evolution
And adaptation.
Another year:
Sadly sighing
For lost youth,
For friendship and love—
And home.
The melancholy joy
Of leaving,
Of age,
Weighs upon me.
Another year
Lengthens its shadow:
Too soon it comes,
Too long it stays.
Another year—
What will it bring?
Dare I ask?
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