memories of late night talks soft whispers of warm air in the middle of august brief goodbye, sounding so loud for a while we're just up in the clouds eventually falling, bittersweet like snow i can recognize the faint of someone who was always made to go and i know i was always gonna hurt drowning in the taste of snowy words all the words we came up with together empty-colored as the darkgrey weather just as the clouds were made to rain, you and me were made to fade away.
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