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A poem that describes how I loved different seasons of people, how they promised to be with me till eternity yet left as the seasons changed...
Summer, I lost my senses to
a boy in whose embrace I found
warmth even more than the sun,
He loved the rain, and whenever
the clouds poured tears he said
"I've given all your sufferings to the clouds"
I'd believed it to be true then,
And when it stopped raining,
He stopped loving too...
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